Miami Nights

The streets is cold and the beaches is warm
 The bitches is everything in between.
 Who would believe this rap shit helped me learn love?
 Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
 Yeah, can't wait til the wheels down
 And I'm amazed you clown niggas is still around
 Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed
 I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud
 Catching Heat floor seats and we all fresh
 From coarse seats to court seats is progress, of course
 Tell them other niggas "man up"
 Tell Lebron drop 50 just to play on us
 KOD a couple 50s like a precinct
 Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick: oh shit
 Chef creole, 2-seater
 And my watch looking like it's all 3PO
 2 V's in the street blowing trees with hoes
 And more weed for me, shout out to (?)
 Miami nights, it was all a dream
 If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
 Little more weed, 1st class seats
 1st class hoes, we on South Beach
 Miami nights, it was all a dream
 If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
 Drinks out, c'mon,Drinks out, c'mon. Drinks out, c'mon
 We at mansion, but no cape on
 And that ass looking right, what you pay for it?
 Look: I know you not gay or nothing
 But we should find another girl with a tapeworm
 I'm in a rental on collins
 Me and my compadres, burning up (Barneys?)
 With a model and some? My name hold weight and you dont really keep the bar raised
 With dark niggas with dark thoughts and long braids
 Its not far from white girls with big bread
 And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking
 But right there, they skill scheming, they not eating
 Knowing they needy as a bitch, they don't need a reason
 And when you repping Wet Willies you ain't even thinking
 Miami nights, it was all a dream
 If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
 Little more weed, 1st class seats
 1st class hoes, we on South Beach
 Miami nights, it was all a dream
 If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
 Drinks out, c'mon,Drinks out, c'mon. Drinks out, c'mon
 Ok black panamera, dash on a million
 It ain't nothing better than a passionate woman
 She graduated top of the class, Carol City or was it the west
 Hold up I dont remember really, hold up
 2 whips, 6 tattoos, no kids
 And I heard you come alive, when you gonna live?
 I ain't trying to be ignorant, but I'm leaving town in a little bit
 Miami nights, and another one, until the broads go away lets have a little fun
 Paradise, get away, thinking? on South Beach everyday
 We got the jet waiting on us at the airport homie
 We got money to go get baby
 Let's get it
 Miami nights, it was all a dream
 If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
 Little more weed, 1st class seats
 1st class hoes, we on South Beach
 Miami nights, it was all a dream
 If I can get my money right, I'm about to OD
 Drinks out, c'mon,Drinks out, c'mon. Drinks out, c'mon