🎶 Florida Kilos

White [Dm]lines, pretty baby, tat[C]toos
Don't know what they [G]mean, they're special, just for [F]you
White [Dm]palms, baking powder on the [C]stove
Cooking up a [G]dream, turning diamonds into [F]snow
I feel [Dm]you, pretty baby, feel [C]me
Turn it up [G]hot, loving you is [F]free
I like it [Dm]down, like it down way [C]low
But you already [G]know that, you already [F]know

[Dm]Come on down to Florida, [C]I got something for ya
[G]We could see the kilos or the [F]Keys, baby, oh ya
[Dm]Guns in the summertime, [C]Drink a Cherry Cola lime
[G]Prison isn't nothing to [F]me if you'll be by my side

[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo
[F]And all the dope fiends
[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo [F]

[Dm]Zoomin' my miles in gold [C]hoops
You like your little [G]baby like you like your drinks, [F]cool
White [Dm]lines, pretty daddy, go [C]ski it
You snort it like a [G]champ, like the winter we're not [F]in

[Dm]Come on down to Florida, [C]I got something for ya
[G]We could see the kilos or the [F]Keys, baby, oh ya
[Dm]Guns in the summertime, [C]Drink a Cherry Cola lime
[G]Prison isn't nothing to [F]me if you'll be by my side

[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo
[F]And all the dope fiends
[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo [F]

[Dm]We could get [F]high in Miami, [G]
[E]dance the night away [Dm]
People never [F]die in Miami, [G]
that's what they all say [Dm]yay
[E](You believe me, don't you baby?)

[Dm]Come on down to Florida, [C]I got something for ya
[G]We could see the kilos or the [F]Keys, baby, oh ya
[Dm]Guns in the summertime, [C]Drink a Cherry Cola lime
[G]Prison don't mean nothing [F]to me if you'll be by my side

[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo
[F]All the Floridians like
[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo
[F]All the Colombians like
[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo
[F]And all my girlfriends
[Dm]Yayo, [C]yayo, [G]yayo

[F]That's how we do it, like [Dm]
Mm-[C]mm, pretty baby [G]
White [F]lines, pretty baby [Dm]
Gold [C]teeth, pretty baby [G]
[F]Dance the night away