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j. lloyd - miami lyrics

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[chorus]

we be in miami on the low
f-ckin’ in the condo yeah
panties layin’ ripped on the floor
champagne in your mouth full of golds, yeah
we be in miami getin’ throwed

2 am we on road, yeah
top down speeding through the grove
with nothing on under your robe

we be in miami getting lit yeah
we be in miami getting rich yeah
we be in miami with the zoes ya
n-ggas in miami barely soba
baby shake that -ss up on the stove ya

bought my girl a hundred pair of golds yeah to f-ck me on the goyard, i say
bought my girl a hundred pair of golds yeah to f-ck me on the goyard, i say

[verse 1]

only got 2 miles left and i’m speeding
when i pull up girl you better not be sleeping
i ain’t cheat on the money for reason
girl im just tryna go deep and, dont play that prevent
you holdin out on me doe
to justify all of your demons
here go the sequence
i back up you call up my phone
proceede to tell me how you fiendin

[bridge]

if you tryna leave tonight hit up my phone ya loney
do i want it oh, yeah
rose, spillin’ on the balmain
i’m the one you call yeah
when your body starving
i’m on it

do i want it oh, yeah
do i want it oh, yeah, its on

[chorus]

we be in miami on the low
f-ckin in the condo yeah
panties lyin ripped on the floor
champagne in your mouth full of gold, yeah
we be in miami gettin throwed

2 am we on road, yeah
top down speeding through the grove
with nothing on under your robe

we be in miami getting lit yeah
we be in miami getting rich yeah
we be in miami with the zoes ya
n-ggas in miami barely soba
baby shake that -ss up on the stove ya

bought my girl a hundred pair of golds yeah to f-ck me on the goyard, i say
bought my girl a hundred pair of golds yeah to f-ck me on the goyard, i say

[verse 2]

only got two miles left and i’m speeding when i pull up girl you better not be creeping
might put like 4 in a n-gga, then take your -ss back to your people
sqad f-ckin regal, we and these n-ggas ain’t equals
like how do we think that we are: beetles
eatin off n-ggas, they all feed us
room full of women, they all divas

[bridge]

if you tryna leave tonight hit up my phone ya loney
do i want it oh, yeah
rose, spillin’ on the balmain
i’m the one you call yeah
when your body starving
i’m on it

do i want it oh, yeah
do i want it oh, yeah, its on

[chorus]

we be in miami on the low
f-ckin’ in the condo yeah
panties layin’ ripped on the floor
champagne in your mouth full of golds, yeah
we be in miami getin’ throwed

2 am we on road, yeah
top down speeding through the grove
with nothing on under your robe

we be in miami getting lit yeah
we be in miami getting rich yeah
we be in miami with the zoes ya
n-ggas in miami barely soba
baby shake that -ss up on the stove ya

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