Lyrics MIA - Birdman, Jacquees

MIA

Take you to Bal Harbour, let’s go shopping
Come meet me in Sony and Versace
Now I could Gucci, Louis all your bags, yeah
She want Chanel, girl, go get all of that
Fendi bag, Balenciaga pants
Saint Laurent, Burberry handbags
Off-White you ain’t never seen yet
Can you meet me, yeah, your pearl here at the ocean
Ain’t been in Miami in months (Alright)
Ain’t drove the Bugatti in months (Yeah, me and Stunna Man)
Let’s hit Finga Licking for lunch (What up, Khaled?)
South Beach, book a room, you’re my lunch, aw yeah (Yeah)
You get me so high, baby, I don’t need no drug (Yeah)
Don’t be wasting my time, girl I need your love (Nah)
Go get the lotion, let me rub, yeah (Yeah, c’mon)
This ain’t lust, yeah, I ain’t bluffin' (What? Yeah)