Field Mob

Field Mob - Georgia feat. Ludacris lyrics

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

Country Name

Country Slang

Fiens 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

Dirty Words

Dirty Birds

It's mean in the dirty south

If you ever disrespect it then we'll clean out your dirty mouth

Bulldawgs is clockin

These look out 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 smasha

We'll come through your hood worse than a tsunami disaster

Don't know who they gonna get or who them robbers gonna hit

Thats 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

I'm from the home of the neck bones, black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens

We the children on 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 the 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 Tennesse 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 your going or your get lost

Found on 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

Now I was born in the belly of the bottom of the map,

Where the wet paint drip jelly on pirelliz an the chrome on the Chevy when I'm choppin in the trap

Country as hell, dey sum warriorz, told sum to spray sumthan the same shape as Florida,

Lookin for me boy, ya find me, outta Dougherty County in a small city call'd Albany... Georgia

Where dey use to call us sum bamas,

An now dey jockin da grammar

Watch ya mouf unless you out foe sum mannar,

Bunch of hustlaz run on every corna like the Waffle house in Atlanta

R.I.P Camoflauge out in Savannah... Georgia

Now u might come foe vacachun,

Leave on probachun

Home of da strip club,

Known foe da thyck gulz

Where da chickz put tipz in da tip cup,

Of thyck chick in a thong wit a big butt

When it gettin on, won't b cheap when it on like peachtree,

Make a chick take it off like freaknik, down here in... Georgia

When you see dem confederate flagz ya know wut it iz,

Ya folkz pick cotton here datz y we call it da field

I got a Chevrolet on 26'zzz,

I'm frum 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

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