like Lindsey Lo and Queen Latifah If you niggas are balling, then boy I must be FIFA And that's standard procedure from Miami 2 Ibiza Yeah From Miami 2 Ibiza Yeah From Miami
it poppin' I'm in Miami trick Drink all day Play all night Let's get it poppin' I'm in Miami Trick Getch yo hands up Put that ass up Getch yo hands up I'm in Miami
get it poppin I'm in Miami bitch Drink all day Play all night Lets get it poppin in Miami bitch Get your hands up Put that ass up Get your hands up I'm in Miami
WCCC Just in, a Haitian freighter has just been seized By the Miami Coast Guard with over 60 kilos Hidden aboard the vessel docked at the Port of Miami
Convict Up Front, yeah Convikt Muzik Ross, Triple C's If you ever cross that line I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya I got a whole bunch
in Miami Is Cuba so far away Only in Miami Is Cuba so far away Standing on the shoreline waiting Everyone anticipating I can hear the broken hearted say "Only in Miami
be raining but then you can never tell. If you're awake in this awful downpour Then struggle free and paddle out the cellar door When you are swimming in Miami
some Miami shit Give me your big old shit with a ton of bricks Now that's some Miami shit Chevys on 22's, 24's, 26 Now that's some Miami shit That's
these two old stiffs Live on the Waterway That's where I like to stay When I'm down In Miami Blue Day Best dope in the world And it's free Miami Blue
Miami and Bienvenido a Miami Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on All night on the beach till the break of dawn I'm going to Miami, welcome to Miami
from the bottom, M I A M I to Houston H town, Pitbull, Bun B My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise All my chicos, I gotchu, I promise Miami
', fiending for a legging That's some serious shit, ya I'm involved in some serious shit, ya I'm like TI, I'm serious bitch I'm giving Miami a facelift
Run how you want, boss Chill how you want, boss Floss how you want, boss Do whatcha like Go rock your chain, boss Pour that champagne, boss Keep gettin
Ricky Ross Carol City Cartel Cool and Dre Designer jeans and a hand full of dough Bottle of that rosey, pass me some mo' I got mo' cars, mo' clothes
'em I got that really foul Kung flo flow I'm tryna get that really foul Kung do doe But you don't know me homie, so don't judge me I rep the real Miami
the sky Miami, Oh Miami They felt the warm breezes blowing From off the strange new ocean They reached the end safe It was a new day Miami. Oh Miami