Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Miami, artist - Gutta TwinsDate of issue: 08.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Miami |
| Yea yea |
| Yea yea |
| Yea yea |
| Big GWOP |
| Made a lot of bands |
| 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 |
| The cars and the women, yea |
| Yea, yea, Yea, yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |
| The beaches and the bitches, yea |
| Yea yea, Yea yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |
| I’m gone off the Henny |
| Niggas do what, I say so |
| Them girls they K.O.D |
| On my payroll, they meet me |
| When I go to live on Sunday, yea |
| Blow a lot of money, yea |
| Tell em to bring all the bottles and smokers, yea |
| Bitch you wanna know where we headed |
| When we all go to wet Willis |
| Spring brand hoes, they be doin the more |
| Girls be kissing girls all day |
| Pop, brought me out to the jetski |
| I know a lot of bitches wanna catch me |
| Go to the hotel |
| And bring all the girls |
| And your dick they be loving |
| We do it all over again |
| Made a lot of bands |
| 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 |
| The cars and the women, yea |
| Yea, yea, Yea, yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |
| The beaches and the bitches, yea |
| Yea yea, Yea yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |
| Touch down on that soul plane |
| Hunnid grand, Cuban link, gold chain |
| When that sun hit dice, it do the salsa |
| Cha Cha Cha, soul train |
| Jet pack, I’m like James Bond |
| Pussy galore, my Veyron |
| I go to finger-licking |
| With a chicken, know the limit |
| But the chicken tryna hit it |
| Like hit and run |
| I’m on it |
| Mile high club in the morning |
| High high when you’re high |
| When you’re high, high I’m pulling |
| My vibe come alive |
| Suicide, don’t want it |
| 305 high its fine like a fried my balony |
| Won’t tell her like Tony |
| Big booty meat, just that’s my testimony |
| Ion let my circle |
| I’m hot pepperoni |
| I still fly commercial |
| So, I am Rich Homie |
| Made a lot of bands |
| 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 |
| The cars and the women, yea |
| Yea, yea, Yea, yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |
| The beaches and the bitches, yea |
| Yea yea, Yea yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |
| I just landed in Miami |
| Doing what young niggas do |
| Benihanas on my plate |
| But I’m far from a silver spoon |
| Coming through the club with my team |
| Like I’m Scooby Doo |
| Riding in my Shaggy everywhere |
| Just like them Hoovers do |
| I can’t even blame em |
| They just wanna fuck with winners |
| I knew she was the one |
| Soon as I snatched her offa Tindr |
| I’m like oooooh |
| In Miami for a week |
| Lets make a moooooove |
| It’s Gutta Twins |
| And you know that we gotta do |
| Made a lot of bands |
| 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 |
| The cars and the women, yea |
| Yea, yea, Yea, yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |
| The beaches and the bitches, yea |
| Yea yea, Yea yea |
| I just landed in Miami, Miami |