D-Mac - Sunny Isles lyrics

[Talking: D-Mac] Yeah...Back in Miami, just got back from La n***a.. Living good, feelin good, ya know? [Movie Clip] What the f** is he doing? is he.. is he wearing a bow tie?? [Verse 1: D-Mac] Yeah, whip rented, windows tinted, L's suspended, getting it how I live it Riding clean and riding dirty at the same damn time, f** it name it I did it Lets talk digits, I've seen quite a percentage Lets talk women?, I got tapes that I could sell to vivid b**hes livid cuz they're seeing how I'm living, but never mind you Cuz this ain't stopping no time soon Out the trenches of that inner city Sour diesel, lil remy in me One of my shooters and his semi with me Happy hour, dont know who b**h is with me It's one of yall's, dog dont make me pull your card cuz you ain't dealin with me That b**h karma on the way man I can't waste no time I'm hitting yo ho while another n***a caking mine I play the game how it go and keep my check first Dont even talk about no dates unless the s** first, its Macaroni No wifing, nah no matrimony n***as acting phony, dickriding dont dap me homie I'm a, mastermind, I just plot and extort sh** Got my check up without a doctors appointment Yeah, the block is hot, but the streets is cold The motto be we all we got, but to each is own Ten toes, you gotta stand until you rest in peace I started from scratch like your grandma's recipe If you ain't thorough you ain't next to me, I'm on my sh** n***as falling off like Owen did Hoes on my dick, texting hey stranger to old numbers I cut em all off I dont owe them nothin, f** em Yeah I f** em then I'm saying f** em Thinking like "Look how I met her" I can never trust her I mean yeah I got rhymes, But I ain't no Busta And yeah I know she like's it my way, But I ain't no Usher And Bet your bottom dollar if I ain't up in the hood Then I'm traveling like "whats a pivot foot?" Balling And sh**, once the money piles then you hang in Sunny Isles Yelling cheers, beach bar on the pier Watch dancing even though I'm standing still n***a Ay wipe me down like a smeared window For real, hey nno forreal n***a what you know about me? Look where I'm from and what I've done how could you doubt me? Headed to the top and they're trying to reroute me f** your opinions of me, spare me like a house key Or that second set of bowling pins By now your thinking "Damn he going in", You right My rap name shoulda been polite, Im Nice This is light, I'm just talking sh** [Talking: D-Mac] So let me talk my sh**.. roll up trick [Verse 2: D-Mac] My main b**h status higher and her bod hotter She got a apple on her like a steve jobs product Treat her like a Goddess, eat her like lasagna, After we done I'm one night standing in a 3 some Its 4 going on 5 man should I sleep some? Never that cuz I got more to profit I'm bout that action Im annoyed with talking Doing me and I Ignore the nonsense Run more plays than the oregon offense b**hes on my social sites and they Enjoyin stalking n***as who like them check my pictures out and steal swag Should I be flattered or Should I feel bad? For em.. f** em Get off my dick and go and get you some cream I'll be sleeping after I go f** the b**h of yo dreams .. Goodnight.. D-Mac