Luyện nghe bài hát Miami

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

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

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

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

I only come for 2 days of playing, but every we come
We always up staying.
This the of town I could spend a few days in,
Miami the city that the roof blazing.

Party in the city where the is on.
All on the beach til the break of dawn
to Miami (bienvenido a Miami)
Bouncin' in the club the heat 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 dressed, fully equipped,
And they be out

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

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

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

I to plead the 5th, Miami!

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

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

Cause you got to have cheese for the summer time on south 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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