Georgia

"Georgia" "Georgia!" "Georgia" "Georgia!" [Hook 2X: 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 10 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 2X: 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, dirter 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 Indgredients in this Peach cobbler called ("Georgia") I love the women in LA and the shoppin' stores in NEW YORK! The beaches in M.I.A.; But ain't nothin' like that GA, red clay Look on ya map, we right above Florida, Nex to 'Bama Under that Carolina to Tennesse, you'll see ("Georgia") Where Gladys Knight took the "Midnight Train", The birthplace of Martin Luther King With ass so plump, lips so thick, With 'Llac trucks sittin' on 26s 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 2X: 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 barettas, And chome on the chevys, 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 bammers, And now they Jock the grammar; Watch your mouth unless you offer some manner But ya hustlers on ever corner like the Waffle House in Atlanta R.I.P Camoflaudge out in Savannah ("Georgia") Now you might come from vacation, leave on probation, Home of the strip club Known for the thick girls, With the chicks put tips in the tip cup Hundred thick chicks wit' the thongs and the big butts, Wanna get the Wanna be cheap, (?) like Peactree 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 we call if the field I got a Chevorlet sittin' on twenty - sixes; I'm from GA, GA ("Georgia") [Hook 2X: 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!!!"