The Calusa (/kəˈluːsə/ kə-LOO-sə) were a Native American people of Florida's southwest coast. Calusa society developed from that of archaic peoples of the Everglades region; at the time of European contact, the Calusa were the people of the Caloosahatchee culture. They are notable for having developed a complex culture based on estuarine fisheries rather than agriculture. Calusa territory reached from Charlotte Harbor to Cape Sable, all of present-day Charlotte and Lee counties, and may have included the Florida Keys at times. They had the highest population density of south Florida; estimates of total population at the time of European contact range from 10,000 to several times that, but these are still speculative.
Calusa political influence and control also extended over other tribes in southern Florida, including the Mayaimi around Lake Okeechobee and the Tequesta and Jaega on the southeast coast of the peninsula. Calusa influence may have also extended to the Ais tribe on the central east coast of Florida.
...Let's go...
I've been lovin' u for here long knowin' I was never clear
But I have no fear today cause I'm gonna say
What I gotta say, I don't wanna play the role
Bustin' through the door, I'm gonna take ur heart fo' sure, oh
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
Put ur hands in the air, in the air, in the air
I'm gonna play my cards from here
And take this gamble sure
My words are gonna fumble, but this beat is mighty humble
Ain't goin nowhere, sure I'm scared but my life's a dare
And baby u just got so much flare, we'll be the perfect pair
I'm gonna share my mind with u, u've been blinded
My life's been blue, I'm takin u, I'm takin u
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
Put ur hands in the air, in the air, in the air
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
Put ur hands in the air, in the air, in the air
In the air, in the air, in the air
When I first met u, I wanted to wet u
Not a gun but a different content, sexual
U tried to run, I still get u
Steel metal not needed, a whole 'nother meaning
Don't want ur gold, want ur soul
Control ur heartbeatin, cause when I start squeezin that muscle
That's the trigger, than I got u nigga, in ya
Chopper spinners, got ur bodyguards wit cha
Diamond dog tag chain swingin, I had them thangs ringin
This is a robbery, no one's gettin free
Till that man, he comes with me
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up