Luyện nghe bài hát Miami

Uh- yeah, yeah...south beach, bringing the heat- jig it out, uh

Here I am in the place I come to let go-Miami
The and the sun set low.
like a Mardi-Gras, everybody party all day
No all play, ok

So we sip a little something, leave the to spill.
Me and at the bar running up a high bill
less than ill when we dress to kill,
And time the ladies pass they be like "Hi Will"

Y'all me
All and races,
sweet faces, every single nation
Spanish, Hatian, Indian, Jamaican,
Black, White, or Asian

I come for 2 days of playing, but every time we come
We wind up staying.
This the type of town I could a few days in,
the city that keeps the roof blazing.

Party in the where the heat is on.
All night on the beach til the of dawn
to Miami (bienvenido a Miami)
Bouncin' in the club where the is on
All night on the til the break of dawn.
I'm going to Miami, to Miami

Yo I heard the rain storms nuttin' to mess wit
But I can't a drip on the strip, its a trip.
Ladies half dressed, equipped,
And they be out

"Will, we your last hit!"
So I'm thinking I'ma scoop me hot
In this salsa merengue pot.
Hottest club in the and its right on the beach.

Temperature, get to ya' its about to
Five hundred degrees in the Caribbean
With the hot mommies "Ayy papi"
Every time I to town they be spotting me,

In the Bentley, ain't no stoppin' me.
So cash in your dough and lets to this fashion show.
Pound for anywhere you want to go.
Yo, ain't no city in the like this, but if you ask how I know,

I to plead the 5th, Miami!

Don't get me wrong Chi-Town got it on
And New York is the city that we don't sleep.
And we all know the LA and Philly jiggy, but on the snake,
Miami heat for real, y'all don't understand.

I never seen so Dominican women with cinnamon tans.
"Mira, this is plan, take a walk on the beach, draw a in the sand, give
Me hand. Damn! you look sexy, lets go to yacht in the west keys, ride my
Jet skis, lounge under the trees."

Cause you got to have cheese for the summer time piece on beach.
so clear you can see to the bottom.
$100,000 cars, got em.
no place in a club to see Sly Stallone, Miami, my second home.

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