Miami

Pulling up where you at
I just went and got a bag
Hundred round extended mags
You won't ever catch me lag
Aye yeah
I done went and got a bag
Hundred round extended mags
You won't ever catch me lag
Pulling up where you at
I just went and got a bag
I just really left the trap
Aye aye aye yeah
Heard your nigga was a fag
Heard your nigga was a drag
Shawty wanna race like drag
Aye aye yeah yeah

I'm in Miami I met that bitch in Miami
I know that shawty can't stand me
Cause I treat her like my plan B
Aw yeah
I know your nigga can't stand me
Girl I know you can't stand me
Girl I know you can't stand me
Oh yeah oh yeah
Girl stop all that playing
Oh yeah oh yeah
You know I'm the man
Oh yeah oh yeah
Coming down on Xan's
Oh yeah oh yeah
Pray to God I land
Oh yeah oh yeah
I know it's late but I was just calling
See what you was doing

Pulling up where you at
Pulling up where you at
Hundred round extended mags
You won't ever catch me lag
You won't ever catch me lag
Pulling up where you at
Pulling up where you at
Pulling up where you at
Shawty tell me where you at
I just went and got a bag
Hundred round extended mags
You won't ever catch me lag
You won't ever catch me lag
I'm in Miami I met that bitch in Miami
I'm in Miami I met that bitch in Miami
I'm in Miami I met that bitch in Miami
I'm in Miami I met that bitch in Miami



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Writer(s): Darin Norwood
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