georgia georgia
georgia georgia
hook x ludacris
we on the grind in georgia
all the time
it ain’t nothin’ on my mind but georgia
we ain’t playin’ witcha
ludacris
country names country slang fiends at the liquor sto’
black cruisin’ craps shootin’ 50 on the 0 to 4
overcast the forecast shows clouds from plenty dro
and we read for war in the state of georgia
yeah dirty words dirty birds it’s mean in the dirty south
if you ever disrespect it then we’ll clean out ya dirty mouth
bulldogs clockin these lookout boys is hawkin’
you gotta be brave in the state of georgia
i got five georgia homes where i rest my georgia bones
come anywhere on my land and i’ll aim at ya georgia dome
if you get into an altercation just hop on ya mobile phone
and tell somebody you need help in the middle of georgia
we some atl thrashers scope ya punk and then smash ya
we’ll come through ya hood worse than a tsunami disaster
don’t know who they gonna get or who them robbers gonna hit
that’s why i keep my georgia tech in the state of georgia
hook x shawn jay
we on the grind in georgia
all the time
it ain’t nothin’ on my mind but georgia
we ain’t playin’ witcha
smoke
i’m from the home of neckbones black eyed peas turnip and collard greens
we the children of the corn dirtier than bob marley’s peepee
ga the peach state where we stay
my small city is called albany georgia
hahaha pecan country like catfish wit’ grits
candy yams and chitllins’ grandma’s home made baked biscuits
the land of classical caprices and impalas and super sports
ingredients in this peach cobbler called georgia
i love the women out in la and the shoppin’ stores in new york
the beaches in mia but ain’t nothin’ like that ga red clay
look on ya map we right above florida next to ‘bama
under that carolina to tennessee you’ll see georgia
where gladys knight took the midnight train the birthplace of martin luther king
where ass so plump and hips are thick where ‘llac trucks sittin’ on 6s
know where you goin’ or you’ll get lost found in these plumb trees in the south
choppers’ll tomahawk your top down here in georgia
hook x smoke
we on the grind in georgia
all the time
it ain’t nothin’ on my mind but georgia
we ain’t playin’ witcha
shawn jay
now i was born in the ‘bany on the bottom of the map with a wet paint
chip chin on pirellis and chrome on the chevy’s when i’m choppin’ in the trap
country as hell they some warriors tote somethin’ spray somethin’
the same shape as florida lookin’ for me boy
you’ll find me down in dougherty county in a small city called albany georgia
where they used to call us some bamas and now they
jockin the grammar watch your mouth unless you offer some manner
but ya hustlers wasn’t on ever corner like the waffle house in atlanta
rip camoflauge out in savannah georgia
now you might come from vacation leave on probation home of the strip club
known for the thick girls where the tricks put tips in the tip cup
for the thick chick in the thong wit the big butt wanna get love
won’t be cheap long money like peachtree
man she take it off like freaknik down here in georgia
when you see them confederate flags you know what is
yo folks picked cotton here that’s why we call it the field
i got a chevrolet on twenty sixes i’m from ga ga georgia
hook x field mob ludacris
we on the grind in georgia
all the time
it ain’t nothin’ on my mind but georgia
we ain’t playin’ witcha
georgia georgia
georgia georgia
georgia
Artist: Ludacris Field Mob Featuring Jamie Foxx
Year: 2005
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 384