Lana Del Rey - Florida Kilos lyrics

rate me

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos

Don't know what they mean

They're special, just for you.

White palms, baking powder on the stove

Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow.

I feel you, pretty baby, feel me,

Turn it up hot, loving you is free.

I like it down, like it down way low

But you already know that,

You already know!

Chorus:

Come on down to Florida

I got something for ya

We could see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh ya

Guns in the summertime

Drink a Cherry Cola lime

Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

And all the dope fiends

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

Zooming my miles in gold hoops

You like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool

White lines, pretty daddy, go ski it

You snort it like a champ,

Like the winter we're not in

Chorus:

Come on down to Florida

I got something for ya

We could see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh ya

Guns in the summertime

Drink a Cherry Cola lime

Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

And all the dope fiends

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

Hey yo!

We could get high in Miami, uh, uh

Dance the night away

People never die in Miami, uh, uh

That’s what they all say!

(You believe me, don't you baby?)

Chorus:

Come on down to Florida

I got something for ya

We could see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh ya

Guns in the summertime

Drink a Cherry Cola lime

Prison don’t mean nothing to me,

If you'll be by my

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

All the Floridians like

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

All the Colombians like

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

And all my girlfriends

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo

That's how we do it like

Oh, oh, pretty baby

White lines, pretty baby

Gold teeth, pretty baby

Dance the night away!