a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

tony shhnow - business in miami lyrics

[intro]
(vehicular manslaughter)
(overk!ll)
(k!llionaire)
(k!lling spree)
aye where the lighter at bro?
(road rage)
(buckwild)
(showstopper)

[chorus]
i keep the connect like family
doing deals near the heat i got some business in miami
i know some b+tches don’t do music but accept you for a grammy
in the kitchen, chief ramsay
these n+ggas can’t compete, they lie on me, they can’t stand me
my n+ggas throwing bullets for the bucks, tom brady
so much cash money yeah call baby
it’s so many n+ggas that look tempted but they fadеd
it’s a new day but these hundrеds out+dated
i’m a trap n+gga but she f+ck me like i’m famous
my pockets full of money but i’m juggin’ out the vacant

[verse]
i’m a addict for it but i’m serving out the bas+m+nt
these sticks give a facelift
it’s best if you don’t say sh+t
supreme duffle bag, already came with pounds in it
this glock will kick and punch, i keep so many rounds in it
they say it’s deep inside that water, don’t get found in it
i’m quiet, move silent but this blunt got some loud in it
i cruise the street while most n+ggas asleep
i take a b+tch up off the corner, put some shoes on her feet
i teach her how to walk and talk to play the tricks for a treat
go f+ck your ex, i’m a p
you caked up i need a piece
i never signed a contract but i’m locked in with paper
big statement, i ain’t never signed an affidavit
i can’t f+ck a broke b+tch when she think i’m a make her
i’m selling pies like a baker but in the trap it’s the mayor
[chorus]
i keep the connect like family
doing deals near the heat i got some business in miami
i know some b+tches don’t do music but accept you for a grammy
in the kitchen, chief ramsay
these n+ggas can’t compete, they lie on me, they can’t stand me
my n+ggas throwing bullets for the bucks, tom brady
so much cash money yeah call baby
it’s so many n+ggas that look tempted but they faded
it’s a new day but these hundreds out+dated
i’m a trap n+gga but she f+ck me like i’m famous
my pockets full of money but i’m juggin’ out the vacant

[outro]
(un+fricken+believable)
(running riot)
(rampage)
(k!lling spree)
(open season)
(slice and dice)
(be the bullet)

- tony shhnow lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS