Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It Only Happens In Miami, artist - DJ Stevie JDate of issue: 15.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
It Only Happens In Miami |
| Only happens in Miami |
| Miami, only happens, woah |
| She ridin' me like a Bugatti |
| Her other friends all on me papi |
| Ayeee yeah-yeah oh-oh-oh |
| Got weed, molly, we saucy |
| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
| Yeah-yeah |
| Woah, welcome to the trail |
| I told y’all before |
| I’m from the city never been without drug money |
| Stevie J |
| She ridin' me like a Bugatti |
| Her other friends callin me papi |
| Got weed, got molly, we saucy |
| 3AM, we just started the party |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |
| We met at LA at the Grammys |
| She said she from a wealthy family |
| She then told me she a grown lady |
| And grown ladies don’t wear panties |
| I flew to see her in Miami |
| She thick as fuck and she Spanish |
| And she brought her friend with her too though |
| It only happens in Miami |
| I might drop my top |
| Might cock my Glock |
| Might roll me a blunt |
| Might pour me a cup |
| Might fuck your ho then put that bitch out |
| If it ain’t gas then put that shit out |
| If it ain’t money then what it’s about |
| Her and her friend they both call me papi |
| I got good weed and they got good sloppy, yeah |
| She ridin' me like a Bugatti |
| Her other friends callin me papi |
| Got weed, got molly, we saucy |
| 3AM, we just started the party |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |
| She callin' me papi cause I’m from Miami |
| Best Spanish mami, pussy wet to sonics |
| She smell like Givenchy, her titties on plastic |
| But oh my that ass is fantastic |
| Come on vacation, might leave on probation |
| This city full of them Haitians |
| Fast money, everybody impatient |
| Fuck it let’s take it to South Beach |
| Fountain do lobby |
| Liv on a Sunday, let’s party |
| Bottles on bottles on bottles |
| She either a stripper or Instagram model |
| Lookin' for a meal ticket like the lotto |
| For niggas that’s pullin' up in them Gallardos |
| And poppin' them bottles |
| Welcome to the city where I live |
| Miami nigga, we call it the crib |
| She ridin' me like a Bugatti |
| Her friends other friends all on me papi |
| Got weed, molly, we saucy |
| 3AM, we just started the party |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |
| Ridin' round in a Range first thing in the mornin' |
| Still hung over off of the liquor I drunk over at Liv on Sunday |
| Tired of these soft ass niggas keep talkin' bout killin' like they did the |
| murders |
| You aren’t deservin' |
| I flip 'em and burn 'em |
| And I trick 'em on dirty |
| When y’all tryna be funny |
| Ain’t future in frontin', no |
| No groupie no stuntin' |
| Bitch ass niggas I came for the money |
| Don’t get it confused my dude cause I am the realest |
| You got one life to lose fool cause I know the hittas |
| And I know the Cubans, the Haitians, and I know the dealers |
| 9 times out of 10 if them is the real ones, them is my niggas |
| When you come to my city my niggas just handle your business |
| Enjoy the weather, the beaches, but please don’t fall in love with my bitches, |
| no |
| And you can party my nigga |
| And when you drink just handle your liquor |
| And you can tote your pistol but control your niggas |
| Before I blow my whistle |
| See I fuck with Stevie J |
| Y’all fuck niggas, y’all stuck with Stevie J |
| We rep Miami |
| And don’t get it twisted cause that’s my family |
| She ridin' me like a Bugatti |
| Her other friends callin me papi |
| Got weed, got molly, we saucy |
| 3AM, we just started the party |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |
| It only happens in Miami, Miami |
| It only happens in Miami |