Knoxville - Summer Wit' Miami lyrics

[Intro: Jim Jones & (Trey Songz)] You see rap music is subliminal But the music for us is like our own diary Something like a confession They tell me life is a b**h (That's a summer with Miami) She somethin' like the seasons just like mother nature She comes and go as she please Thats why they get their period once a month (Yeah) I say that to say this if you think that b**h The summer is yours (That's a summer with Miami) She could be cheating on you Ya heard [Verse 1: Jim Jones] It's got me feelin' like opium I'm tryna dance with the loaded M Open a bottle and it goes around I'm leavin' drunk 'bout 4 A.M And watch me jump up in a Dolce Benz Top down with the pokey rims And now I'm swervin' so you know I'm bent I lost count, who knows what I spent I recall nine cleavers b**hes steppin' on my Nike sneakers With one hand in the sky and the other hand was on her thigh I was grindin' to the beat with my hammer on my side Now the G's only as we speed to the Rolex And three or four G's is what we sneeze at the Rolex Playing some, glance at my Chopard, it's 'bout 6 A.M You think the night is over but it just begin They say Club Space like Bad Boys 2 You can see the snow bunnies doin' what bad girls do Thats ecstasy weed that had girl to Scoop the b**h that had keys that sellin' fast off blue Now I'm speedin' to the telly got the Porsche behind Tryna get in her belly the only thought on my mind Like damn, not tryna be pushy or nothing But since the strip joint girl, I should have been f**ing [Hook: Trey Songz] Spendin' my summers with the drop top low Throwin' my 100s at the top notch hoes And we smokin' on the top notch dro That's a summer with Miami Bottle in the air, livin' without a care Shawty beside me, blowin' through her hair Hold on, no That's a summer with Miami [Verse 2: Jim Jones] I can't keep it long anymore I be with my girl when it starts to snow, I get bored And when you love three women, it's hard to keepin' up with the lies You see spring's my first love, I started creepin' with July Used to say I had some shows, catch a plane to M-I Then I started trickin' dough and bought a Range for July Mama said I'm love sick over this hot a** hoochie And I first seen her when I told Nas I'd slap off his kufi We don't play disrespect but that was the day that me met Summer jam '02, I hit the stage with my set But her man, he was from Brooklyn she still slipped me the number She said he's on vacation, so get with me this summer Then I been flirtin' with her over the past two years Now she hates seein' me in the winter, ain't gon' last through the year So now I'm lookin' at winter like life's an adventure And then when June comes, I'll be gone 'til September Now would you hate me for that? I know your heart's cold could you wait 'til I'm back I'm just a s**er for love But a n***a hold you down if you wanna f** with a thug [Hook: Trey Songz] Spendin' my summers with the drop top low Throwin' my 100s at the top notch hoes And we smokin' on the top notch dro That's a summer with Miami Bottle in the air, livin' without a care Shawty beside me, blowin' through her hair Hold on, no That's a summer with Miami