Ludacris - Georgia - Field Mob lyrics

Jamie fox-georgia georgia georgia georgia Ludacris(chorous)-we only grind in "georgia" all the time it aint nuttin on my mind but "georgiawe aint playin wit ya" ludacris-country name country slang feinds at the liquor store lap cruisin craps shootin 50 on the tenor four over cast the 4 cash hoes clouds from plenty dro and we ready for war in the state of "georgia" "yeah" dirty words dirty birds it's mean in this dirty south you ever disrespect it and we'll clean out your dirty mouth hood dogs clockin theese lookout dogs is talkin you gotta be brave i the state of "georgia" i goit 5 georgia homes where i rest my georgia bones come anywhere on my land and i'll aim at your georgia domes if you get in an altercation just hop on your mobile phone and say u need help in the middle of "georgia" we some a t l thrashers scope your pumpkin and smash ya we'll come in ya hood worse than the tsunami disaster don't know who they ganna git or who them robbers ganna hit that's y i keep my georgia tech i the state of "georgia" (chorous) i'm from the home and the bone black eyed peas turnip and colli greens we the jersey of the corn dirtied in bob marleys pee pee g a the peach state well we say my small cities called all in "georgia" ha ha ha pecan country like catfish in gritts candy yams in chit nins and grandmas home made baked buscouts the land of cla**ic food for preices and them harlem super sports ingreidents in this peach cobbler are called georgia i love them women out there in l.a and them shoppin stores in ney york the beaches in m.i.a but they aint lookin like that g.a red flag look in your map we right above of florida next to belma under that carolina to tennesee you'll see "georgia" from gladdice knight to the midnite clame the birth place of mr. martin luther king where a** so plump you infert it where lat trucks in on 26's where you eithre gone or you'll be lost find any palm trees here in this south he's choppin the armor off this top dowh here in "georgia" (chorous) now i was bourn in the bill of the bottom of the map with a wet paint sh** trippin realy chrome wanna shake it when i'm in the trap countries head aint no more ohn they says we can't shake that florida n***a for for the finest kind majority kinda small city kinda called "georgia" where they used to call us on manners and now they jockin the grammar watch ya mouth listen officer manner but ya hustlas want know every corner like the whopper highest in the danna all right theese cammoflouge attin sovanna "georgia" now you might come from vacation needin probation home of the strip club known for the thick gloves but the chicks put tips in the tip cups runnin thick chicks in a thong wit the bug bu*t wanna git done won't be cheatin wit her like she's cheap mabye she shake it like freak meat down here in "georgia" when you see them confedorate flags you know wut it is yo folks be cought in here that's why we call it the feild i got a chevorelette here onj twenty six's i'm from G.A G.A (CHOROUS)