Artist: Grill Album: Thugg World Song: F.L.A. Typed by: tru2560@hotmail.com [Grill] F.L.A. (5x) Blow triple 0 baby [Hook: 2x] F.L.A. (South nigga)--5x [Verse 1: Grill] Nigga F.L.A. the best place to stay Where the woman stay half dressed And tattoes on they back, and they thighs, and they breast And every nigga grilled up with bald heads and dreads The land of the Florida Gators And trying to live it up in "The Sunshine State" Got a thousand Tony Montana's from Jacksonville to Miami And best believe my niggas bout they g's And home of Disney World but don't think its Mickey Mouse nigga You be splittin blood from ya mouth You better watch for that Sanford, Tampa, Miami exit Nigga fuck up and ride in swamp land You better roll 'em up and lock the do's And every corner packed up with thugs Sitting on some dubs Nigga still smoking out of Swisha Sweets and Phillies Whole lot of y'all niggas don't know about that Florida krypit First hit girl got 'cha like a hippie And if you ain't from the south don't come down here wit that S on ya chest Think these niggas country, I hope that S, hope it's a vest Come on nigga put this muthafucking double barrel to test [Hook: 2x] [Verse 2: ???] Nigga doubted us for a long long time Na the South on the map na this our turn to shine Y'all wit it, let's get it Coming down on the South you gone get it, best believe it Y'all got hoes, we got hoes Y'all roll dubs, we roll dubs So what make ya better than us Talk that shit if you want Bust yo brain think we won't For always fucking with us Muthafuck that shit-- nigga this is where I stay Muthafuck that shit-- Sarasota, FLA Muthafuck that shit-- You don't like what we say? Muthafuck that shit-- Then don't come down our way [Hook: 2x] [Verse 3: Grill] I wouldn't stay no where but FLA, home of the Magic You play wit Orlando boys you going home in plastic And my city is like a jungle, It's all about survival Stop around and ask for directions! Come up out that Lexus, give me yo rolex's Get out of here boy Then they got a nigga fighting in the parking lot You might here shots And every city got a Gotham City But FLA got the best beaches Every spring break college kids come from all over It's no limit in FLA Despite all the haters, you got to love our Florida Keys Miami niggas all about stacking g's And still no love for the police In Liberty City, to College Hills, to Mercy Drive, to Compound Project niggas still run the streets Respect that South, niggas running the block And respect the South niggas with a mouth full of golds I told ya nigga listen to me boy [Hook: 2x] [Verse 4: Grill] Can you picture living in FLA Where them south ballers play gungi sessions all day Shit greener than the palm trees Project block packed up with thugs Coastline niggas cleaning up them dubs And little homies in the streets saying "Coke Dawg show a nigga luv" Nigga rock the show for my thugs And every where I look I see flip-flop paint Gold sittin on chrome 'Cademy Manor nigga's got bar-b-que's Probably don't stop till its dark And niggas on 25th cleaning up the rides And J niggas coming thru swerving on dubs Thug niggas shouting out nothing but weed Telling Coke Dawg nigga I'm showing ya love And my nigga JD told me nigga keep ya finger on the trigger Watch for them hating niggas, can't fuck with this nigga Fat boy and I'm screaming... [Hook till fade]