Georgia lyrics - Bubba Sparxxx

That's what I'm a do I made me a song

About my home I've been gone for way to long

I belong to Georiga baby love that

It don't belong to me nobody run that

Not your governor (no) not your senator (no)

Not your congress person they ain't real enough

Not for these folks they got their own set

Of principals they different individuals

Atlanta is still the shit but I really miss (what)

How it was prior to 1996 (damn)

When the Olympic gimmick turned the whole town

Upside down it made it a city though

We ain't really slow we just layin' low

I let you play yourself then I take control

It's hard to summarize in just a couple lines

This place is fuckin' great say it a hundred times

We fly Delta and drink Coca-

Cola where I hang my hat

Sweet peaches with nice features

Yo I'm going home to Georgia

Ray Charles, Allen Jackson

The god father baby how you feel about that

Big city but not really

Yeah I'm going home to Georgia

Wo-wo wo-wo yo

I'm going home to Georgia

Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah

I'm going home to Georgia

I'm talking Ray Cross

I'm talking West Point

I'm talking East Point

And that is the point

If I'm south of Tennessee I'm at home

If you use to 'Bama baby this your song

I love the whole south I love the whole world

But no girl loves me like ol' girl

Down in Le Grange I can't change up

Not on her 'cause she would tear this thing up

I'm talking Albany

I'm talking Athens

I'm talking Brunswick

Yeah bitch what's happenin'

I like it I love it I'm so proud of it

It'd take the National Guard to get me out of it

Georgia

We fly Delta and drink Coca-

Cola where I hang my hat

Sweet peaches with nice features

Yo I'm going home to Georgia

Ray Charles, Allen Jackson

The god father baby how you feel about that

Big city but not really

Yeah I'm going home to Georgia

Wo-wo wo-wo yo

I'm going home to Georgia

Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah

I'm going home to Georgia

We fly Delta and drink Coca-

Cola where I hang my hat

Sweet peaches with nice features

Yo I'm going home to Georgia

Ray Charles, Allen Jackson

The god father baby how you feel about that

Big city but not really

Yeah I'm going home to Georgia

Wo-wo wo-wo yo

I'm going home to Georgia

Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah

I'm going home to Georgia

I'm going home to Georgia

I'm going home to Georgia

I'm going home to Georgia