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surf - miami lyrics

[intro]
(you know i want you, but just, i don’t know)
she said, “boy, you f+cked up,” i think that i’m f+cked up too
she said, “boy, you lucked up,” i think i’m in love with you

[chorus]
i took a trip to miami (yeah), i’m tryna turn up the family, oh (yeah)
i’d rather cry in a cayenne (yeah), she’d rather cry in a camry, oh (yeah)
she goin’ up for the camera (yeah), she wanna make her a cameo (yeah)
she wanna cut me off (yeah), i don’t understand these hoes (yeah)
[verse]
my new shawty from miami got a bag and, yeah, she bad (bad)
got balenci’ on her feet, but got bottega on her tags (tags)
she don’t need n0body else, she might just do it by herself (hey)
it’s probably nothing in the world that she could do to make me mad
(to make me mad, make me mad, mad, make me mad)
and all my exes probably lurking in my business still (inside my business still)
i wonder how the f+ck they feel when they see i’m winning still (see i’m winning still)
i was never center of attention, always center field (always center field)
and you see i never lie (lie), i always keep it real (real)
oh, and all my chains is gold (gold), never stainless steel (steel)
i don’t know who i am (am), don’t know how to feel
yeah, unless i see a mil’ (mil’), don’t wanna sign no deal

[outro]
she said, “boy, you f+cked up,” i think that i’m f+cked up too
she said, “boy, you lucked up,” i think i’m in love with you
i took a trip to miami, i’m tryna turn up the family, oh
i’d rather cry in a cayenne, she’d rather cry in a camry, oh
she goin’ up for the camera (yeah), she wanna make her a cameo
she wanna cut me off, i don’t understand these hoes

- surf lyrics

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