Lyrics:
Anybody can be a millionaire,
So everybody's gotta try
But by the laws of this human jungle
Only the heartless will survive.
& down there--but for the grace
therefore, women will complain
Develop hatred for men and say that you're the one to blame
Tryin' to enjoy myself with Tez in Miami at the game
I just wish
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
where birds fly (fly)
From Miami by way of Cuba (let's get i) to whoever wants to get that high (high)
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects,
whiskey eyes
You'll tell me things
I know they're all lies
I will fight, I'll fight for you
And there's nothing I can't do
Yeah, Montana
Hit
Of the hustler trade
World reknown for my realness
Only the real will feel this
Stainless steel is
The straps that I'm copulating
Touch'em a lady (?)
Blow your
girls love me like I'm Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami, too
Clubbing hard, fucking women, there ain't much to do
Wrist bling, got a condo up
of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
Needed me - Rihanna
But baby
Don't get it twisted
You was just
of the town, give that shit up
And you stealin' my sound, nigga, you suck
Serving fiеnds by the pound
(Gas leave you stuck)
Hе tried to ride on my wave and he
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
the girl in the top five videos
By tomorrow this will be number one
In or way upside down on the pole
Pretty mama you know your dead wrong (Get jiggy gal)
hyenas in the mix
You ain't got to see the script, it's a bigger movie than DreamWorks
Niggas stayin' woke but still makin' they dream work
Before rap,
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
palpitando
Una cosplay, bebecita, de Chun-Li
Un bofetón pa' tu pompa, Will Smith
Te gusta lo vintage, pues podemo' repetir
Una película porno, flow Pamela
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
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
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
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
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'
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
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