SlimJayy - Miami Beach lyrics

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SlimJayy - Miami Beach lyrics

[Intro] Eh, get the f** out my way Boy I am here to stay So get the f** out my way Ah damn, this sh** got me sounding like Drake Get the f** out my way Bang, bang, bang [Verse 1] I wrote this heat on a beach in Miami, how do you feel? How do you know that you know I know you jealous? Yeah I feel you—now how you gon' pa** me? An athlete, k**in' this track meet Don't ask me, b**h I'm just flashy Ashley wanna get popped like acne Whoa, she know them clothes ain't supposed to be on When I get to the hotel Just spent a bunch of money on some sh** I don't need, yeah But oh well, n***a I flow swell Maybe it's just how I'm raised Going from broker than broke in a house full of slaves To getting paid everyday—baby I made it [Pre-Hook] And I don't, I dont Need a backup plan, no Cause I'm gon', I'm gon' Get this rap up man And you (you) You wanna be me, homie I know But you can't fit these shoes I wear You ain't got the soul Sing... [Hook] Mama, mama sh**, I am on Miami Beach Mama, mama Remember when they laughed at me Mama, mama Now I am on Miami Beach Mama, mama That's cause I spit Miami heat [Verse 2] Baller, used to be a youngin' watching nothing but Scooby D Now I'm on top of the world with these fine a** girls And I'm up on the movie screen But, oh here come the boogee teams But I know my roots and what I grew between So when I get this cash I'll be doing me It ain't you I need, cuz that's who I be, you feel? Used to be a bad math student Now I'm counting nonstop—I'm right back to it Unless somebody bash my music I come hard as a brick, Imma smash right thought it I promise, baby I'm on it Fly as a comet, I'mma make it rain dear I don't need to buy all these chains here But I did cuz I wanted to b**h Baby I made it [Pre-Hook] And I don't, I dont Need a backup plan, no Cause I'm gon', I'm gon' Get this rap up man And you (you) You wanna be me, homie I know But you can't fit these shoes I wear You ain't got the soul Sing... [Hook] Mama, mama sh**, I am on Miami Beach Mama, mama Remember when they laughed at me Mama, mama Now I am on Miami Beach Mama, mama That's cause I spit Miami heat [Skit] - Vrasani Jewelry, busy day. Rome walks in, the clerk he meets already stands suspicious [C:] Uh, hello. Welcome to the Vrasani Jewelry Store. Um... is there anything I can get for you? [R:] Yeah, uh—can I check out your gold earrings? [C:] Um... are you sure? (beat) We don't have any sales here and our cheapest pair of earrings are somewhere closer to $1200 [R:] Yeah, and I'd like to see them like I asked [C:] Uh, sure. Here they are... (beat) Listen, I just want you to know that our store is equipped with 24/7 camera surveillance [R:] What? So?! Just show me the earrings lady... [C:] Okay, okay! [R:] How much are these? [C:] $3200 [R:] Yeah, my Mom will love these. I'll take them. Keep the change b**h. You need some