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yahjoshy - we in miami lyrics

[intro]
know what it is baby

[chorus]

(we in miami)
we in miami
call me a caddie, baddies just carry the clubs

(we in miami)
we in miami
baddies just sitting at tables, wannabe thugs

(we in miami)
we in miami
this is my section, only baddies and the plug

(we in miami)
we in miami
bring me a bottle and turn the f+ck up
(turn the f+ck up & we in miami)

[verse 1]

we just got lit
lighting my spliff
step in my shoes
and step in my ricks
i’m feeling rich
came from the sticks
not from the stones
cuz i walk alone (they do)
bank hitting zero
b+tches they think i’m there hero (what you thought this was)
getting the s off my chest
lovе how they think that i flex
geico just taking thе rest
can’t even cut my checks
bank account low
out for the night
gold diggers, hoes (gold diggers)
buying some weed
they bringing out coke
out in the city
you know how we glow (know how we glow)
diamonds they glitter
but n+ggas are broke
drown in the debt (splash)
till you gon choke
rent going up
now they losing hope
pockets be empty
but still getting smoke
(still getting smoke)
[chorus]

(we in miami)
we in miami
call me a caddie, baddies just carry the clubs

(we in miami)
we in miami
baddies just sitting at tables, wannabe thugs

(we in miami)
we in miami
this is my section, only baddies and the plug

(we in miami)
we in miami
bring me a bottle and turn the f+ck up
(turn the f+ck up & we in miami)

[verse 2]

timmy turning
timmy burning
all in my corporate sh+t
with a proportioned b+tch
big ass attitude
wide ass hips
(we in miami)

doctor did her right
ass was gaining height
i’m not too polite (i’m not)
i’m just gon provide

(we in miami)

never more than just friends
ask for a table
she think she my b+tch

[bridge]

but you not my b+tch
what it is
loving my drip
fake ass diamonds
but still get lit (hahaha)
building these houses
yeah brick by brick (call me the mason)
came from the sticks
then we got rich
white ass neighborhood
more in the fridge
never had more
when i was a kid
death got real
then brain just cl!cked (praise jesus)
[chorus]

(we in miami)
we in miami
call me a caddie, baddies just carry the clubs

(we in miami)
we in miami
baddies just sitting at tables, wannabe thugs

(we in miami)
we in miami
this is my section, only baddies and the plug

(we in miami)
we in miami
bring me a bottle and turn the f+ck up
(turn the f+ck up & we in miami)

[verse 3]
this ain’t the end
not till i roll in a benz
and n+ggas talk sh+t
like some fake ass friends
and finding new cousins
like who is my kin
then ask me for money
like are you my kids
(what)
putting in work
just isn’t enough
know what it cost
they hate when you soft
and love when you lost
the life of a boss
how i get it
how i spend it
mr. miami
got a stripper named candy (yuh)
my friend the carrier
she pay the rent
coming from russia with vodka we bent (oh i like her)
ny n+gga he step in with tims
leaving my family
i left all my friends
furnished apartment
how we moving in

[chorus]

(we in miami)
we in miami
call me a caddie, baddies just carry the clubs

(we in miami)
we in miami
baddies just sitting at tables, wannabe thugs

(we in miami)
we in miami
this is my section, only baddies and the plug

(we in miami)
we in miami
bring me a bottle and turn the f+ck up
(turn the f+ck up & we in miami)

- yahjoshy lyrics

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