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Paroles : MIAMI***hmwyl
(Airbourn made this)
She got her a** did, she tryna' impress me
What the f**k you got on? Boy, you dressin' tacky
Smokin' on gas, got kicked out the 'telly
I'm in Miami f**kin' hoes from Cuba
Big body 'Cat, Roy want a cougar
I ain't gotta touch you, my n***as gon' shoot you
Check came in, I'm like "Hallelujah"
He say he bangin', but what is you throwin' up?
I'm off that perc' and lean, now I'm throwin' up
Her head retarded, she came on the short bus
My money long, I can't even fold it up
Ice on my neck, got me froze up
She wanna live her best life, she wanna do all these drugs with me tonight
I'm Slayer Academy, she already know
He want his b*t*h back but I'm f**kin' her throat right now
Damn, money it's all on the ground
Ay, I'm smokin' the zip out the pound
Yeah, she call me Lebron, I need a crown
I be deep in that pu**y, I'm drownin'
She want Givenchy but I got her Prada
That's your big homie? I'm f**kin' his daughter
This a S Cla**, b*t*h I don't like Chargers
Richer then all of you n***as together
I been runnin' sh*t before the fame
I call her "lil' girl", I don't know her name
She not even mad, she know I got hoes
That's why she around me, she playin' her role
They ain't let me in, so I'm kickin' the door
She ain't let me hit, so I'm f**kin' her friend
She run from the d**k like I'm countin' to 10
I told her "Be quiet", I'm countin' them bands
I lost my ring when I was washing my hands
He wanna be like me, I guess he a fan
It's gettin' hot, Tae, turn on a fan
My b*t*h lookin' pale, I told her to tan
She love my smell, b*t*h this Number (N)ine
She said I ain't loyal, I said "You ain't lying"
It's hard to keep up with me, woah, yea, yea
She got her a** did, she tryna' impress me
What the f**k you got on? Boy, you dressin' tacky
Smokin' on gas, got kicked out the 'telly
I'm in Miami f**kin' hoes from Cuba
Big body 'Cat, Roy want a cougar
I ain't gotta touch you, my n***as gon' shoot you
Check came in, I'm like "Hallelujah"
He say he bangin', but what is you throwin' up?
I'm off that perc' and lean, now I'm throwin' up
Her head retarded, she came on the short bus
My money long, I can't even fold it up
Ice on my neck, got me froze up
She wanna live her best life, she wanna do all these drugs with me tonight
I'm Slayer Academy, she already know
He want his b*t*h back but I'm f**kin' her throat right now
She got her a** did, she tryna' impress me
What the f**k you got on? Boy, you dressin' tacky
Smokin' on gas, got kicked out the 'telly
I'm in Miami f**kin' hoes from Cuba
Big body 'Cat, Roy want a cougar
I ain't gotta touch you, my n***as gon' shoot you
Check came in, I'm like "Hallelujah"
He say he bangin', but what is you throwin' up?
I'm off that perc' and lean, now I'm throwin' up
Her head retarded, she came on the short bus
My money long, I can't even fold it up
Ice on my neck, got me froze up
She wanna live her best life, she wanna do all these drugs with me tonight
I'm Slayer Academy, she already know
He want his b*t*h back but I'm f**kin' her throat right now
Damn, money it's all on the ground
Ay, I'm smokin' the zip out the pound
Yeah, she call me Lebron, I need a crown
I be deep in that pu**y, I'm drownin'
She want Givenchy but I got her Prada
That's your big homie? I'm f**kin' his daughter
This a S Cla**, b*t*h I don't like Chargers
Richer then all of you n***as together
I been runnin' sh*t before the fame
I call her "lil' girl", I don't know her name
She not even mad, she know I got hoes
That's why she around me, she playin' her role
They ain't let me in, so I'm kickin' the door
She ain't let me hit, so I'm f**kin' her friend
She run from the d**k like I'm countin' to 10
I told her "Be quiet", I'm countin' them bands
I lost my ring when I was washing my hands
He wanna be like me, I guess he a fan
It's gettin' hot, Tae, turn on a fan
My b*t*h lookin' pale, I told her to tan
She love my smell, b*t*h this Number (N)ine
She said I ain't loyal, I said "You ain't lying"
It's hard to keep up with me, woah, yea, yea
She got her a** did, she tryna' impress me
What the f**k you got on? Boy, you dressin' tacky
Smokin' on gas, got kicked out the 'telly
I'm in Miami f**kin' hoes from Cuba
Big body 'Cat, Roy want a cougar
I ain't gotta touch you, my n***as gon' shoot you
Check came in, I'm like "Hallelujah"
He say he bangin', but what is you throwin' up?
I'm off that perc' and lean, now I'm throwin' up
Her head retarded, she came on the short bus
My money long, I can't even fold it up
Ice on my neck, got me froze up
She wanna live her best life, she wanna do all these drugs with me tonight
I'm Slayer Academy, she already know
He want his b*t*h back but I'm f**kin' her throat right now
