Lyrics:
der Bank
Aber heute seht ihr mir nur dabei zu, wie ich es verschwende (Check)
Bienvenido a Miami, Will Smith
Filmriss von dem Bacardi
Ihr Kleid
Yeah, I think of you
I think of you
You're all I want too
Left panties by my nightstand
Now I think of you
I think of you
Loving my baby, can you
Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to miami beach or to Hollywood
But, i’m takin' a greyhound
you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is
Drankin' yet I'm thinking of another rhyme
Smokin', hoping that some bad news will come some other
I gotta count my money by the bags
I done ran through the rags, now I get to see riches
Went from having rats to the superstar bitches
Used
you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is
Drankin' yet I'm thinking of another rhyme
Smokin', hoping that some bad news will come some other
and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo-I don't know
Now turn off the lights (huh) and I'll glow
And to the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage
shifting with our thumbs
Laughing how dreams ain't dreams no more
Used to dream of Ki's to
The triple beam will soar
Mirages now manages with mink on floors
drop and heads they hit the ground
Now look I see another soldier taken by the crowd
White lines and party games really not my style
I would rather stay
hop up out the 'vert, these hoes, they gon' slurp it, ain't they?
Used to have to tell 'em step by step
Used to have to tell 'em step by step, shit,
And I was born to be a champion
It's something 'bout the ambience
I'll make it out by any means (Yea)
My success is just an axiom
They tell me that it
extraordinary
Sit in a trap work as a team like bees
When the dadas out fuck niggas flee the scene
Living fast my mix soda with some codeine
Aint cool to be off
still trappin out adidas
Said i hit from the back but that's the bitches that ain't meet us
Or greet us
First class flight to miami with my feet up
First
this is about is that body I'm pursuing
I'm levitating
So fly
Hunnid bitches in the carpool
I speed by
Gotta hunnid things to do
Not a hunnid drinkin'
the swaggy so sick
Hop up in the whip, dip and I'm gone
While he think I'm at home, waitin' by the phone
I be runnin' game on him, tellin' him I miss him
Know
Yo, this is somethin new by
Notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KMG
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's goin
Memories, a summer breeze
I'm on the bus almost getting home
Out on the street, Miami heat
I miss the smell of my Dad's cologne
And it seems
(dance)
I have a beach house in Miami (ami)
Hang out in my jammies (Yep)
Lobster tail for dinner (Uh, huh)
Then we serve that scampi (Yo)
We got it if you
house in Miami (ami)
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi (Julio!)
You got it if you want it
Got, got it if
grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
of manipulating sounds and creating new music, sound effects, mixes and other creative sounds and beats
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of manipulating sounds and creating new music, sound effects, mixes and other creative sounds and beats
Typically by using two or more turntables and a cross
and enter and breakin' (they giving it up)
I shake the pot, made it jump to an 80 (jump)
Smokin' Jamaican, eyes low as an Asian
I'm all in Miami, strapped
[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta"
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