Summer With Miami

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See 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 comes and goes 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
 Got me feeling like opium
 I'm tryna dance with the loaded M
 Open a bottle and it goes around
 I'm leaving drunk by 4 am
 And watch me jump in a dolce benz
 Top down with the pokey rims
 And now i'm swerving so you know i'm bent
 I lost count so who knows what I spent
 I recall a little cleavage
 Bitches stepping on my nice sneakers with
 One hand in the sky and the other hand was on her
 Thigh
 I was grinding to the beat with my hammer on my side
 Now the g's only as we speed to the rolex
 And three or four g's is what we sneeze on the rolex
 Playing some cards it's about 6 am
 You think the is over but if just begin
 They say clubs pacing like bad boys 2
 You can see the snow bunnies doing what bad girls do
 That's esctasy weed that had girl to
 Scoop the bitch that had ki's selling fast off blue
 Now i'm speeding to the telly got the porshe behind
 Trying to get in her belly the only thought on my mind
 Like damn; not trying to be pushy or nothing but
 Since the strip joint girl I should have been fucking
 Spending the summer with the top dropped low
 Throwing my hundreds at the top notch hoes
 Smoking on the top notch dro...
 That's a summer with Miami
 Bottle in the air
 I'm living without a care
 Shorty beside me
 The wind blowing threw her hair
 That's a summer with Miami
 I can't keep it low anymore
 I'll be with my girl winter when it starts snow and get bored
 When you love three women
 It's hard to keep up with the lies
 You see spring my first love I started creeping with
 July
 Used to say I had some shows
 Catch a plane to M-I then
 I started tricking dough and bought a range for july
 But i said I'm love sick over this hot ass hoochie and
 First seen her when I told NAS I'd Slap off his Koofi
 We don't play disrespect but that was the day we met
 Summer jam o-2 I hit the stage with my set but her man
 Was from brooklyn she still slipped me the number
 She said he's on vacation she get with me this summer
 Then i been flirting over the past two years now she
 Hates seeing me in the winter
 Ain't gonna last through the years
 Now i'm looking at winter like life's an adventure
 And then when june comes 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 me down if you wanna fuck with a thug
 Spending the summer with the top dropped low
 Throwing my hundreds at the top notch hoes
 Smoking on the top notch dro
 That's a summer wit Miami
 Bottle in the air
 I'm living without a care
 Shorty beside me
 The wind blowing threw her hair
 That's a summer with Miami
 

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Duration
03:26
Key
10
Tempo
174 BPM

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