[Chorus - Bruno Mars] Beautiful girls all over the world, I could be chasing But my time would be wasted, they got nothing on you, baby Nothing on you
bored out of my mind Need a Starbucks and a wifi Or a jet airliner to fly me anywhere I said do you wanna take a drive in my truck Don't pay no mind to
Where a motherfucker might as well not even have a mouth Columbus, Georgia, said they'd lock me up If I got on the stage in my show and said 'Fuck'
on my brain, and you the one to blame Beautiful girls all over the world I could be chasing, but my time would be wasted They got nothing on you, baby
yo' candle Gucci Mane laflare they call me Gucci Montana I'm blood Georgia from the maken Tampa and 'Bama My Mississipi niggaz feel me harder than 'Bama Hataz see my
my chicken fried A cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well, I was raised up Beneath the shade of a Georgia
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind Straddled that Greyhound, it rode me past Raleigh And on across Caroline Stopped in Charlotte
I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind I stranded that Greyhound And rode in into Raleigh and on across Caroline We stopped in Charlotte
you kick it around Keep on picking it up So you can watch it come down I don't know what I am suppose to do Why I wait for you to make up your mind Would
, it's me again I just wanna make to love the whole globe And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on my way to
come down my nigga The soldiers found below the ground my nigga Just hold it down we older now my nigga What goes around comes around my nigga And what
is born Mother shed tears of joy as baby test his lungs My daddy's not there where he ought to be Somewhere in Georgia, skinning and shooting craps on
, no more No more, Ray don't sing no more He said, "Since I got my eyesight back My voice has just deserted me No 'Georgia On My Mind' no more I stay
texas n move to georgia, now ya in florida, you live on da beach, Dat lil mama bring dat heat. [Chorus:] This girl is on fire (She's hot hott) She's on
I get on Ima be king when I get on So I can't wait 'till I get on Ima lose my mind if I don't get on Wondering when my time's gonna come Wait 'till
'm filling out your Death Certificate Slanging bean pies and St Ide's in the same sentence Shoulda repented, on the 16th of October Get some beats besides George
loose Ynot's no loser but I lost your real mind I find you, finder's keeper's so you mind too Your mind can't match mine when I do mine Call mine, my
's an election year, I support struggle We roll like bicycles, icicle flow White liquor, my nigga stay on line with the blow I'm on time with the flow