Summer Wit' Miami

They say rap music is subliminal
 But the music for us is like our own diary
 Something like a confession
 They tell me life is a bitch
 She's something like the seasons
 Just like mother nature
 She come and go as she please
 That's why they get their period once a month
 I say that to say this, if you think that bitch
 Summer is yours, she could be cheating on you
 Ya heard?
 Uh, just got me feeling like opium
 I'm tryna dance with the loaded M
 Open up a bottle and it goes around
 I'm leaving drunk by 4 a.m.
 And watch me jump in the golden Benz
 Top down with the pokey rims
 Now I'm swerving, so you know I'm bent
 I lost count, who knows what I spent
 I recall nine cleavage
 Bitches stepping on my nice sneakers
 One hand in the sky, the other hand was on her thigh
 I was grinding to the beat with my hammer on my side
 Now G's only as we speed to the Rolex
 And three or four G's is what we sneeze at the Rolex
 Play some out your part, it's about 6 a.m.
 You think the night is over but it just began
 They say clubs pacing like Bad Boys 2
 You can see the snow bunnies do what bad girls do
 And that's ecstasy, weed that had girl too
 Scoop the bitch that had key's to some fast old blue
 Now, I'm speeding to the telly, I got the Porsche behind
 Trying to get in her belly the only thought on my mind
 Like damn, I'm not trying to be pushy or nothing but
 Since the strip joint girl, I should have been fucking
 I shoulda lil' mama, listen
 Spending my summers with the top dropped low
 Throwing my hundreds at the top notch hoes
 When we smoking on the top notch dro
 Dro, dro, that's the summer wit Miami
 Bottle in the air, I'm living without a care
 Shorty beside me, wind blowing through her hair
 Oh, no, no, that's the summer wit Miami
 I can't keep it 'lone anymore
 I'll be with my girl, when it starts to snow, I get bored
 And when you love three women
 It's hard keeping up with lies
 See, spring's my first love, I started creeping with July
 Used to say I had some shows
 Catching planes to M I
 Then I started tricking dough, I brought the range for July
 Mama said, I'm love sick over this hot ass hoochie
 I seen her when I told Nas I slapped her with coffy
 We don't play disrespect but that was the day that we met
 Summer jam O 2, I hit the stage with my set
 But her man, he was from Brooklyn
 She still slipped me the number
 She said, he's on vacation, so, get with me this summer
 Then I been flirting wit her for about the past two years
 So now, she hates seeing me in the winter
 Ain't gonna last through the year
 So now, I'm looking at winter like life's an adventure
 And when June come, I'll be gone till September
 Now, would you hate me for that?
 I know your heart's cold, could you wait till I'm back?
 I'm just a sucker for love
 But a nigga hold you down if you wanna fuck with a thug
 Spending my summers with the top dropped low
 Throwing my hundreds at the top notch hoes
 When we smoking on the top notch dro
 Dro, dro, that's the summer wit Miami
 Bottle in the air, I'm living without a care
 Shorty beside me, wind blowing through her hair
 Oh, no, no, that's the summer wit Miami
 Spending my summers with the top dropped low
 Throwing my hundreds at the top notch hoes
 When we smoking on the top notch dro
 Dro, dro, that's the summer wit Miami
 Bottle in the air, I'm living without a care
 Shorty beside me, wind blowing through her hair