Miami Lyrics

Uh, uh, yeah yeah yeah yeah-uh- miami uh, uh ...south beach, bringing the heat- uh, haha, can y'all feel that?,can y'all feel that?,check it out, uh

Here I am in the place where i'com to let go-miami
The bass and the sun set low.
Everyday like a mardi gras- everbody party all day
No work- all play, ok

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

Ya'll feel me
All ages and races,
Real sweet faces, every different nation
Spanish, Hatian, indian jamaican,
Black, White, Cuban or Asian

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

Chorus:
Party in the city where the heat is on.
All night on the beach til the break of dawn
Welcome to miami (bienvenido a miami)
Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on
All night on the beach til the break of dawn.
I'm going to miami, welcome to miami

Yo I heard the rain storms aint nutin to mess wit
But I cant feel a drip on the strip, its a trip.
Ladies half dressed, fully equipped,
And they be screamin out
"will, we loved your last hit!"
So i'm thinking i'ma scoop me something hot
In this salsa/merengue melting pot.
Hottest club in the city and its right on the beach.
Tempature, get to ya'- its about to reach
500 degrees in the carribean seas
With the hot mommies screaming "Ayy papi"
Everytime I come to town they be spotting me,
In the drop bentley, aint no stoppin me.
So cash in your dough and lets flow to this fashion show.
Pound for pound anywhere you go.
Yo, aint no city in the world like this, but if you ask how I know,
I gotsta plead the 5th, miami!

Repeat chorus

Dont get me wrong Charlotte Town got it going on
And New York is the city that we know dont sleep.
And we all know the LA and Philly stay jiggy, but on the snake,
Miami bringing heat for real, ya'll dont understand.
I never seen so many dominican women w/cinnamon tans.
"Mira, this 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 my yacht in the west keys, ride my
Jet skis, lounge under the plam trees."
Cause you gottta have cheese for the summer house piece on south beach.
Water so clear you can see to the bottom.
$100,000 cars, everybody got em.
Aint no surprise in a club to see sly stallon, miami, my second home.

Repeat chorus 3 times