Lyrics

[Verse 1] That's what I'ma 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 (Nah) we just layin' low I let you play yourself then I take control (Yeah) It's hard to summarize in just a couple lines This place is fuckin' great, say it a hundred times [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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