歌曲 | A New Town - Album |
歌手 | Field Music |
专辑 | Plumb |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Georgia, Georgia | |
Georgia, Georgia | |
We on the grind in | |
(Georgia) | |
All the time, it ain't | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
(Georgia) | |
We ain't playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
(Georgia) | |
All the time, it ain't | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
(Georgia) | |
We ain't playin' witcha | |
Country name, country slang | |
Fiends at the liquor store | |
Lac cruisin', crap shootin' | |
50 on the 10 to 4 | |
Overcast the forecast | |
Shows clouds from plenty dro | |
And we ready for war in the state of | |
(Georgia) | |
Yea! Dirty words, dirty birds | |
It's mean in this dirty South | |
If you ever disrespect it | |
Then we'll clean out your dirty mouth | |
Bulldogs clockin' | |
These lookout boys is hawkin' | |
You gotta be brave in the state of | |
(Georgia) | |
I got 5 Georgia homes | |
Where I rest my Georgia bones | |
Come anywhere on my land | |
And I'll aim at your Georgia Dome | |
If you get in an altercation | |
Just hop on your mobile phone | |
And tell somebody you need help | |
In the middle of | |
(Georgia) | |
We some ATL thrashers | |
Scope your pumpkin and smash ya | |
We'll come through your 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) | |
We on the grind in | |
(Georgia) | |
All the time, it ain't | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
(Georgia) | |
We ain't playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
(Georgia) | |
All the time, it ain't | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
(Georgia) | |
We ain't playin' witcha | |
I'm from the home of neck bones | |
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens | |
We the children of the corn | |
Dirtier than Bob Marley's pee pee | |
GA the peach state where we stay | |
My small city's called Albany | |
(Georgia) | |
Pecan country like catfish with grits | |
Candy yams and chitlins | |
Gram's homemade baked biscuits | |
The land of classical Caprices | |
And Impala super sports | |
Ingredients in this peach cobbler called | |
(Georgia) | |
I love the women out in L.A. | |
And the shopping stores in New York | |
The beaches in MIA | |
But they ain't nothin' like that GA red clay | |
Look on your map | |
We right above Florida | |
Next to ‘bama | |
Under the Carolinas and Tennessee you'll see | |
(Georgia) | |
Where Gladys Knights and the Midnight Train | |
The birthplace of Martin Luther King | |
Where ass so plump and hips are thick | |
Where Lac trucks sit on 26's | |
Know where you're going or you'll get lost | |
Found in these plum trees in the South | |
These choppas will tomahawk your top | |
Down here in | |
(Georgia) | |
We on the grind in | |
(Georgia) | |
All the time, it ain't | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
(Georgia) | |
We ain't playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
(Georgia) | |
All the time, it ain't | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
(Georgia) | |
We ain't playin' witcha | |
Now I was born in the belly of the bottom of the map | |
Where the wet paint drip jelly on Pirellis | |
An' the chrome on the Chevy when I'm choppin' in the trap | |
Country as hell, dey some warriors | |
Told some to spray somethin' the same shape as Florida | |
Lookin' for me boy, ya find me | |
Outta Dougherty County in a small city called Albany | |
(Georgia) | |
Where dey use to call us some ‘bamas | |
An' now dey jockin' da grammar | |
Watch ya mouf unless you out fo' some manner | |
Bunch of hustlaz run on every corner | |
Like the Waffle House in Atlanta | |
Or I be camouflaged out in Savannah | |
(Georgia) | |
Now you might come fo' vacation, leave on probation | |
Home of the strip club, known fo' da thick girls | |
Where da chicks put tips in da tip cup | |
Of thick chick in a thong wit a big butt | |
When it getting' up | |
Won't be cheap when it on like peach tree | |
Make a chick take it off like freaknik | |
Down here in | |
(Georgia) | |
When you see dem confederate flags | |
Ya know what it is | |
Yo folks pick cotton here | |
Dat's why we call it da field | |
I got a Chevrolet on 26's | |
I'm from GA, GA | |
(Georgia) | |
We on the grind in | |
(Georgia) | |
All the time, it ain't | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
(Georgia) | |
We ain't playin' witcha | |
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, Georgia | |
Georgia, Georgia | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
Country name, country slang | |
Fiends at the liquor store | |
Lac cruisin', crap shootin' | |
50 on the 10 to 4 | |
Overcast the forecast | |
Shows clouds from plenty dro | |
And we ready for war in the state of | |
Georgia | |
Yea! Dirty words, dirty birds | |
It' s mean in this dirty South | |
If you ever disrespect it | |
Then we' ll clean out your dirty mouth | |
Bulldogs clockin' | |
These lookout boys is hawkin' | |
You gotta be brave in the state of | |
Georgia | |
I got 5 Georgia homes | |
Where I rest my Georgia bones | |
Come anywhere on my land | |
And I' ll aim at your Georgia Dome | |
If you get in an altercation | |
Just hop on your mobile phone | |
And tell somebody you need help | |
In the middle of | |
Georgia | |
We some ATL thrashers | |
Scope your pumpkin and smash ya | |
We' ll come through your 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 | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
I' m from the home of neck bones | |
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens | |
We the children of the corn | |
Dirtier than Bob Marley' s pee pee | |
GA the peach state where we stay | |
My small city' s called Albany | |
Georgia | |
Pecan country like catfish with grits | |
Candy yams and chitlins | |
Gram' s homemade baked biscuits | |
The land of classical Caprices | |
And Impala super sports | |
Ingredients in this peach cobbler called | |
Georgia | |
I love the women out in L. A. | |
And the shopping stores in New York | |
The beaches in MIA | |
But they ain' t nothin' like that GA red clay | |
Look on your map | |
We right above Florida | |
Next to ' bama | |
Under the Carolinas and Tennessee you' ll see | |
Georgia | |
Where Gladys Knights and the Midnight Train | |
The birthplace of Martin Luther King | |
Where ass so plump and hips are thick | |
Where Lac trucks sit on 26' s | |
Know where you' re going or you' ll get lost | |
Found in these plum trees in the South | |
These choppas will tomahawk your top | |
Down here in | |
Georgia | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
Now I was born in the belly of the bottom of the map | |
Where the wet paint drip jelly on Pirellis | |
An' the chrome on the Chevy when I' m choppin' in the trap | |
Country as hell, dey some warriors | |
Told some to spray somethin' the same shape as Florida | |
Lookin' for me boy, ya find me | |
Outta Dougherty County in a small city called Albany | |
Georgia | |
Where dey use to call us some ' bamas | |
An' now dey jockin' da grammar | |
Watch ya mouf unless you out fo' some manner | |
Bunch of hustlaz run on every corner | |
Like the Waffle House in Atlanta | |
Or I be camouflaged out in Savannah | |
Georgia | |
Now you might come fo' vacation, leave on probation | |
Home of the strip club, known fo' da thick girls | |
Where da chicks put tips in da tip cup | |
Of thick chick in a thong wit a big butt | |
When it getting' up | |
Won' t be cheap when it on like peach tree | |
Make a chick take it off like freaknik | |
Down here in | |
Georgia | |
When you see dem confederate flags | |
Ya know what it is | |
Yo folks pick cotton here | |
Dat' s why we call it da field | |
I got a Chevrolet on 26' s | |
I' m from GA, GA | |
Georgia | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
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, Georgia | |
Georgia, Georgia | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
Country name, country slang | |
Fiends at the liquor store | |
Lac cruisin', crap shootin' | |
50 on the 10 to 4 | |
Overcast the forecast | |
Shows clouds from plenty dro | |
And we ready for war in the state of | |
Georgia | |
Yea! Dirty words, dirty birds | |
It' s mean in this dirty South | |
If you ever disrespect it | |
Then we' ll clean out your dirty mouth | |
Bulldogs clockin' | |
These lookout boys is hawkin' | |
You gotta be brave in the state of | |
Georgia | |
I got 5 Georgia homes | |
Where I rest my Georgia bones | |
Come anywhere on my land | |
And I' ll aim at your Georgia Dome | |
If you get in an altercation | |
Just hop on your mobile phone | |
And tell somebody you need help | |
In the middle of | |
Georgia | |
We some ATL thrashers | |
Scope your pumpkin and smash ya | |
We' ll come through your 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 | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
I' m from the home of neck bones | |
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens | |
We the children of the corn | |
Dirtier than Bob Marley' s pee pee | |
GA the peach state where we stay | |
My small city' s called Albany | |
Georgia | |
Pecan country like catfish with grits | |
Candy yams and chitlins | |
Gram' s homemade baked biscuits | |
The land of classical Caprices | |
And Impala super sports | |
Ingredients in this peach cobbler called | |
Georgia | |
I love the women out in L. A. | |
And the shopping stores in New York | |
The beaches in MIA | |
But they ain' t nothin' like that GA red clay | |
Look on your map | |
We right above Florida | |
Next to ' bama | |
Under the Carolinas and Tennessee you' ll see | |
Georgia | |
Where Gladys Knights and the Midnight Train | |
The birthplace of Martin Luther King | |
Where ass so plump and hips are thick | |
Where Lac trucks sit on 26' s | |
Know where you' re going or you' ll get lost | |
Found in these plum trees in the South | |
These choppas will tomahawk your top | |
Down here in | |
Georgia | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
Now I was born in the belly of the bottom of the map | |
Where the wet paint drip jelly on Pirellis | |
An' the chrome on the Chevy when I' m choppin' in the trap | |
Country as hell, dey some warriors | |
Told some to spray somethin' the same shape as Florida | |
Lookin' for me boy, ya find me | |
Outta Dougherty County in a small city called Albany | |
Georgia | |
Where dey use to call us some ' bamas | |
An' now dey jockin' da grammar | |
Watch ya mouf unless you out fo' some manner | |
Bunch of hustlaz run on every corner | |
Like the Waffle House in Atlanta | |
Or I be camouflaged out in Savannah | |
Georgia | |
Now you might come fo' vacation, leave on probation | |
Home of the strip club, known fo' da thick girls | |
Where da chicks put tips in da tip cup | |
Of thick chick in a thong wit a big butt | |
When it getting' up | |
Won' t be cheap when it on like peach tree | |
Make a chick take it off like freaknik | |
Down here in | |
Georgia | |
When you see dem confederate flags | |
Ya know what it is | |
Yo folks pick cotton here | |
Dat' s why we call it da field | |
I got a Chevrolet on 26' s | |
I' m from GA, GA | |
Georgia | |
We on the grind in | |
Georgia | |
All the time, it ain' t | |
Nothin' on my mind but | |
Georgia | |
We ain' t playin' witcha | |
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 |