Jim Jones - Intro (Miami Vampin) lyrics

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Jim Jones - Intro (Miami Vampin) lyrics

[Verse:] Fab life, what's my confirmation number? Feezy wad up? From New York to Miami We got one way. Huh, first cla** right? Work from Miami [words unclear here] First position for me to be in Was the worst from the ship that I was seeing The aisles on the rod was shaky like Korean The make of the ride itself was European Can make up these lies myself no reason Pick up the flattest self when it was freezing Might be bogus for the happiest human being Big head, drunk pissy from the hole she was peeing Sub Miami club in the bathroom stall Pimp some hoes, damn cash fooled ya'll Blast two shows like Sock Pa**y Sun up, sun down, just another hot hot day Who that n***a bringing cases from New York to Miami First n***a bring me to the port of Miami Pay that n***a twenty in the court of Miami When a n***a got locked, man I thought about his family Needs to take his time when he's going for the most part Playing with them keys, man I should have called a mosser Caught sixty fishes and got jammed by the coast guard He be writing case from Miami on a postcard (Think about that) This is my Miami history, who shot Shory, still a mystery Same old telling when they try to stab Jack That n***a walked away like he had a scratch As the world turn, heard the phantom got burn, and a couple a bridges n***as gonna beef, don't come across the bridge That's another story, heard another rapper got robbed of his Ferrari OG got shot cause he was clapping at the phase Shouts to the Haitians with them nappy a** dreads What about Detroit with the tech and the drop Building house, getting off, Rolex no chat Bringing up the date, got the dirty on me Standing on the couch but the handle broken now Getting drunk in the club, f**ing with Feezy Top in the night time when it get breezy Just cash money, yeah I'm the millionaire Still with the beef, but the k**ers be mad Leaving out the club with a half full bottle Trying to kick game to this half fast model As God as my witness to the buck on the cause Bringing in two b**hes, get some dog three the hallway Home of the palm trees, b**hes in the speed boats n***as getting rich off the traffic in the get go