(Deep voice, warm and unhurried)
Mmm
That Florida sun don't just shine—it glistens
And when it hit that brown skin right
Whew
You know it's summertime in the South, baby
That's Florida style
She step out the whip like a walking daydream
Floral print sundress catch the wind like freedom
Not too tight, just right
Flowin' like the breeze off Clearwater's tide
Brown sugar thighs carved from mahogany pride
Locs tied up, shades slid low
And all I could do was whisper
"Queen, you glow"
Florida style... it's the sway of her hips
It's the gloss on her lips when the light hit
Florida style... it's the class and the fire
The queen in her walk, her unbothered empire
No, she ain't for show, she's for real
Built like a prayer you can feel
See, they always talkin' 'bout twerkin' and trendin'
But they miss the story, the strength never bendin'
These women—St. Pete to Tampa Bay
They raise babies and businesses in the same damn day
Capri pants, big hoops, confidence high
Ain't nothin' like seein' her in July
Poolside sass with Sunday grace
You see peace and passion all in her face
Florida style... it's the hush in her smile
The storm in her laugh, the heat in her mile
Florida style... from the roots to the crown
A Black woman's glory in this beachside town
She ain't new to the shine, she was born divine
She remind you of soul food and old-school love
Of big auntie hugs and God up above
She the reason the sun keep risin' East
She the ocean breeze bringin' all men peace
And if you ever lucky enough to sit in her shade
You'll know Florida style ain't just how she's made
It's how she carries heaven every step of the way
Florida style
Sunshine sweet, spirit wild
A melody in motion
A slow wine in devotion
She the secret Florida been keepin' a while
That good, that fine
That Florida style
So next time you see her walkin' down the pier
Don't just stare
Say thank you
You just witnessed poetry in Florida style