E|------5-------------------------------|
B|--------6----6p8---6---0--------------|
G|----------5------5--------------------|
D|--------------------------------------|
A|----5---------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|E|--------------------------------------|
B|-------5------5p6---5--0--------------|
G|---------5--------5-------------------|
D|---/5------5--------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|E|--------------------------------------|
B|-------3------3p5--3p5--3-------------|
G|---------4----------------------------|
D|---/5------5--------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|E|---/10----10---------10p12------------|
B|---/10-------10------------10---------|
G|---/10----------10------------10------|
D|---------------------------------10---|
A|--------------------------------------|
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B|------1-----1p3--1p3--1--0------------|
G|--------2-----------------------------|
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A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|DmC
White lines, pretty baby, tattoos
G
Don't know what they mean
They're special, just for you
DmC
White palms, baking powder on the stove
G
Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow
DmC
I feel you, pretty baby, feel me
G
Turn it up hot, loving you is free
DmC
"I like it down, like it down way low"
G
But you already know that
You already know
Dm
Come on down to Florida
C
I got something for ya
G
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh, yeah
Dm
Guns in the summertime
C
Chica Cherry Cola lime
G
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
DmC
Zoomin' my miles in gold hoops
G
You like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool
DmC
White lines, pretty daddy, go ski it
G
You snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in
Dm
Come on down to Florida
C
I got something for ya
G
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh, yeah
Dm
Guns in the summertime
C
Chica Cherry Cola lime
G
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
DmCG
We could get high in Miami,oooh, dance the night away
DmCG
People never die in Miami,oooh, that's what they all say
(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 Keys, baby, oh, yeah
Dm
Guns in the summertime
C
Chica Cherry Cola lime
G
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
All the Floridians like
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
All the Colombians like
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all my girlfriends
DmCG
Yayo, yayo, yayo
That's how we do it like
( DmCG )
Mm-mm, pretty baby
( DmCG )
White lines, pretty baby
( DmCG )
Gold teeth, pretty baby
( DmCG )
Dance the night away
( DmCG )