Florida Kilos Lyrics & Tabs by Lana Del Rey

Florida Kilos

guitar chords lyrics

Lana Del Rey

Album : Ultraviolence 2014 PlayStop

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.
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,
Chica, Cherry Cola lime.

We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya.
Guns in the summertime,
Chica, Cherry Cola lime.
Prison isn't nothing to me, if you'll be by my s-
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
And all the dope fiends.
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
Sun in my mouth and gold hoops,
You like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool.
White lines, pretty daddy, goes
"Kid, you snort it like a champ, like the winner, winner in."
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,
Chica, Cherry Cola lime.
Prison isn't nothing to me, if you'll be by my s-
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
And all the dope fiends.
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
We could get high in Miami, (Oooh)
Dance the night away.
People never die in Miami, (Oooh)
That's what they all say.
(You believe me, don't you baby?)
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,
Chica, Cherry Cola lime.
Prison don't mean nothing to me, if you'll be by my.
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
All the Floridians like,
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
All the Colombians like,
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
And all my girlfriends,
Yayo, yayo, yayo.
That's how we do it, like,
Mm-mm, pretty baby.
White lines, pretty baby.
Gold teeth, pretty baby.
Dance the night away.

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