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felly - miami lyrics

[intro]
all day on the highway, miami
leanin’ sideway, know my ride look like candy
f-ck dem always (yo, yo)
squad ridin’ all day (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
you don’t mean it (yuh)
i don’t trust muhf-ckers, looking wack in this b-tch
i be ballin’ like meech, i don’t have an -ssist
if i pull up on a freak, might p-ss her the d-ck
i be zag ziggin’, patent linen, patent leather
big rhythms through h-ll’s kitchen
got bad women
harsh liver, same jacket
brain spinnin’, foul livin’ (ugh)
b-tches know the cameras on, (b-tches)
what you think they actin’ for?
p-ssin’ for? (b-tches)
don’t take away the break of dawn (ugh)
back and forth, i’ll tell ya what, i’ll tell ya what
i take ya on a trip to south of florida
get the crib, get the girls, and pack the floor
tell all the promoters to keep my bag in order
all cash so no tax reported
muhf-ckas stay

[chorus]
ridin’ all day on the highway miami
leanin’ sideways, know my ride look like candy
f-ck dem always
squad be ridin’ all day
on the highway (miami)

[verse 2]
dead-ss dead-ss facts (whoo)
dead-ss dead-ss fact all on my latex
pull out let’s make mess
money say “say less”
word to your fake sh-t
don’t take no rainchecks
vibe like i’m tribe quest
meets cobain for context
on the soul train i’m locked in
new b-tch like farrah fawcett
muhf-ckers stay

[chorus]
ridin’ all day on the highway miami
leanin’ sideways, know my ride look like candy
f-ck dem always
squad be ridin’ all day
on the highway (miami)

[verse 3]
sh-t if i said it i meant it i’m getting better and better
i ain’t concerned about relevance or that pop sh-t
all of my fellas be in some giorgio apparel
i got the look from my grandma, i couldn’t top it
live for this, feel this sh-t, film this sh-t
slim fella with the thickest b-tch
four letters you could take a pic
love or hate, just don’t fake that sh-t
ooh big money talkin’ ooh
go on boy tell it, only tell it if it’s true
they like “yo felly drop a muhf-ckin song”
i be on my celly, know i fill a lot of shoes
got an indie label in the crib with
enough of this, f-ck this sh-t, suck this d-ck
ain’t goin’ to lunch with no publicist
i’m on the sea with a bunch of skrimp
going down in this sunken ship
e3 muhf-ckers stay

[chorus]
ridin’ all day, on the highway miami
leanin’ sideways, know my ride look like candy
f-ck dem always
squad be ridin’ all day
on the highway (miami)

[outro]
yeah, yeah
e3 muhf-ckas stay ridin’, stay ridin’

- felly lyrics

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