| Yea yea
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| Yea yea
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| Yea yea
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| Big GWOP
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| Made a lot of bands
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| Wanna spend them soon
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| Party from the night
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| Till this afternoon
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| Gotta lot of bitches
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| Who like turnin' up
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| Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnn
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The cars and the women, yea
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| Yea, yea, Yea, yea
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The beaches and the bitches, yea
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| Yea yea, Yea yea
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| I’m gone off the Henny
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| Niggas do what, I say so
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| Them girls they K.O.D
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| On my payroll, they meet me
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| When I go to live on Sunday, yea
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| Blow a lot of money, yea
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| Tell em to bring all the bottles and smokers, yea
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| Bitch you wanna know where we headed
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| When we all go to wet Willis
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| Spring brand hoes, they be doin the more
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| Girls be kissing girls all day
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| Pop, brought me out to the jetski
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| I know a lot of bitches wanna catch me
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| Go to the hotel
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| And bring all the girls
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| And your dick they be loving
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| We do it all over again
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| Made a lot of bands
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| Wanna spend them soon
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| Party from the night
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| Till this afternoon
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| Gotta lot of bitches
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| Who like turnin' up
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| Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnn
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The cars and the women, yea
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| Yea, yea, Yea, yea
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The beaches and the bitches, yea
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| Yea yea, Yea yea
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| Touch down on that soul plane
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| Hunnid grand, Cuban link, gold chain
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| When that sun hit dice, it do the salsa
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| Cha Cha Cha, soul train
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| Jet pack, I’m like James Bond
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| Pussy galore, my Veyron
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| I go to finger-licking
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| With a chicken, know the limit
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| But the chicken tryna hit it
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| Like hit and run
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| I’m on it
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| Mile high club in the morning
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| High high when you’re high
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| When you’re high, high I’m pulling
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| My vibe come alive
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| Suicide, don’t want it
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| 305 high its fine like a fried my balony
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| Won’t tell her like Tony
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| Big booty meat, just that’s my testimony
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| Ion let my circle
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| I’m hot pepperoni
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| I still fly commercial
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| So, I am Rich Homie
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| Made a lot of bands
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| Wanna spend them soon
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| Party from the night
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| Till this afternoon
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| Gotta lot of bitches
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| Who like turnin' up
|
| Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnn
|
| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The cars and the women, yea
|
| Yea, yea, Yea, yea
|
| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The beaches and the bitches, yea
|
| Yea yea, Yea yea
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| I just landed in Miami
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| Doing what young niggas do
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| Benihanas on my plate
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| But I’m far from a silver spoon
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| Coming through the club with my team
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| Like I’m Scooby Doo
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| Riding in my Shaggy everywhere
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| Just like them Hoovers do
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| I can’t even blame em
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| They just wanna fuck with winners
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| I knew she was the one
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| Soon as I snatched her offa Tindr
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| I’m like oooooh
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| In Miami for a week
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| Lets make a moooooove
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| It’s Gutta Twins
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| And you know that we gotta do
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| Made a lot of bands
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| Wanna spend them soon
|
| Party from the night
|
| Till this afternoon
|
| Gotta lot of bitches
|
| Who like turnin' up
|
| Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnn
|
| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The cars and the women, yea
|
| Yea, yea, Yea, yea
|
| I just landed in Miami, Miami
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| The beaches and the bitches, yea
|
| Yea yea, Yea yea
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| I just landed in Miami, Miami |