Fiorentina by Kota Banks Lyrics
[Chorus: Kota Banks]
Spent the summer in cabanas
In nothing but some rings and a red bandana
He playing FIFA and then he smoke some reefer
Call me his bad Italiana (forza Fiorentina)
We got a view like the Bahamas (and we going bananas)
Out here in the green, blue, it's tropicana
He playing FIFA, then he smoke some reefer
Feel like Camila in Havana (ooh-na-na-na)
[Verse 1: Kota Banks]
Take a surfboard and I take a drive
And I hit that wave
Baby, me watch me ride
I'm in love with the summertime
'Cause it do me right and it right my mind
Last year was good vibe
But this year I'mma make it mine
Phone off, yeah, we stay offline
He cook for me and he let me shine
[Pre-Chorus: Kota Banks]
Ooh, and I soak it up
All my troubles in the past tense
Ooh, it's utopia
Over here, baby
[Chorus: Kota Banks]
Spent the summer in cabanas (and we going bananas)
In nothing but some rings and a red bandana
He playing FIFA and then he smoke some reefer
Call me his bad Italiana (forza Fiorentina)
We got a view like the Bahamas (I need a holiday)
Out here in the green, blue, it's tropicana
He playing FIFA, then he smoke some reefer
Feel like Camila in Havana (ooh-na-na-na)
[Verse 2: Capo Lee]
FIFA night, get the Hennessy
Pause the game, tell her wait for me
Up and down, all around we go
Things are mad, we can't play the game
Can't keep away 'cause basically
In her mind it's mentally
In her mind it's mentally
Yeah, it got kinda crazy
Started out I thought chilling FIFA
The whole thing went off the meter
I don't mind though, I'll make your mind blow
Commentary in the background
Putting that pad down
We just talking and vibing
The whole mood brighten
Energy aligning, no rush, it's all timing
[Pre-Chorus: Kota Banks]
Ooh, and I soak it up
All my troubles in the past tense
Ooh, it's utopia
Over here, baby
[Chorus: Kota Banks]
Spent the summer in cabanas (I need a holiday)
In nothing but some rings and a red bandana
He playing FIFA and then he smoke some reefer
Call me his bad Italiana (forza Fiorentina)
We got a view like the Bahamas (and we going bananas)
Out here in the green, blue, it's tropicana
He playing FIFA, then he smoke some reefer
Feel like Camila in Havana (ooh-na-na-na)
Spent the summer in cabanas
In nothing but some rings and a red bandana
He playing FIFA and then he smoke some reefer
Call me his bad Italiana (forza Fiorentina)
We got a view like the Bahamas (and we going bananas)
Out here in the green, blue, it's tropicana
He playing FIFA, then he smoke some reefer
Feel like Camila in Havana (ooh-na-na-na)
[Verse 1: Kota Banks]
Take a surfboard and I take a drive
And I hit that wave
Baby, me watch me ride
I'm in love with the summertime
'Cause it do me right and it right my mind
Last year was good vibe
But this year I'mma make it mine
Phone off, yeah, we stay offline
He cook for me and he let me shine
[Pre-Chorus: Kota Banks]
Ooh, and I soak it up
All my troubles in the past tense
Ooh, it's utopia
Over here, baby
[Chorus: Kota Banks]
Spent the summer in cabanas (and we going bananas)
In nothing but some rings and a red bandana
He playing FIFA and then he smoke some reefer
Call me his bad Italiana (forza Fiorentina)
We got a view like the Bahamas (I need a holiday)
Out here in the green, blue, it's tropicana
He playing FIFA, then he smoke some reefer
Feel like Camila in Havana (ooh-na-na-na)
[Verse 2: Capo Lee]
FIFA night, get the Hennessy
Pause the game, tell her wait for me
Up and down, all around we go
Things are mad, we can't play the game
Can't keep away 'cause basically
In her mind it's mentally
In her mind it's mentally
Yeah, it got kinda crazy
Started out I thought chilling FIFA
The whole thing went off the meter
I don't mind though, I'll make your mind blow
Commentary in the background
Putting that pad down
We just talking and vibing
The whole mood brighten
Energy aligning, no rush, it's all timing
[Pre-Chorus: Kota Banks]
Ooh, and I soak it up
All my troubles in the past tense
Ooh, it's utopia
Over here, baby
[Chorus: Kota Banks]
Spent the summer in cabanas (I need a holiday)
In nothing but some rings and a red bandana
He playing FIFA and then he smoke some reefer
Call me his bad Italiana (forza Fiorentina)
We got a view like the Bahamas (and we going bananas)
Out here in the green, blue, it's tropicana
He playing FIFA, then he smoke some reefer
Feel like Camila in Havana (ooh-na-na-na)