[Intro: Jamie Foxx]
Georgia, Georgia
Georgia, Georgia

[Chorus: Ludacris & Jamie Foxx]
We on the grind in (Georgia) all the time
It ain't nothin' on my mind but (Georgia) we ain't playin' with ya
We on the grind in (Georgia) all the time
It ain't nothin' on my mind but (Georgia) we ain't playin' with ya

[Verse 1: Ludacris & Jamie Foxx]
Country names, country slang, fiends at the liquor sto'
Black cruisin', craps shootin', fifty on the ten-to-four
Overcast, the forecast shows clouds from plenty dro
And we ready for war in the state of (Georgia!)
Yeah, dirty words, dirty birds, it's mean in the Dirty South
If you ever disrespect it, then we'll clean out ya dirty mouth
Bulldogs clockin', these lookout boys is hawkin'
You gotta be brave in the state of (Georgia!)
I got five Georgia homes where I rest my Georgia bones
Come anywhere on my land and I'll aim at ya Georgia dome
If you get into an altercation, just hop on ya mobile phone
And tell somebody you need help in the middle of (Georgia!)
We some ATL thrashers, scope ya punk and then smash ya
We'll come through ya hood worse than a tsunami disaster
Don't know who they gonna get or who them robbers gonna hit
That's why I keep my Georgia TEC in the state of (Georgia!)
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