Lyrics:
She say, she say what
She say what in my face
She say, "bonjour, bonsoir"
All in my face
She say whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
LMFAO
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa
LMFAO
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
LMFAO
She like white trash, black cats, dick by the day
I say Jesus, deez nuts
All in your face
(Ah hah)
Guns
So I'm just sitting in this rehab class
Trying to get myself unhooked on ass
So then my teacher asked me a question
Like Ludacris are you over there
I got everything that a dude could want
House in the hills made by Louis Vuitton
But when I dance in the spot
All the ladies cut
‘Cause it
Idolizing what they do
Analyzing they every move
Miami breeds I'm on the regular
But you can tell who's professional
By the way they talk on the
Took in
lookin for a lick
Be careful we don't end up in yo shit
That's dem Miami boyz 305 till we die
That's right motherfucker let's ride
Remember that new chico
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
a champagne flute
And by the end of the night
I'll have a new tattoo
Watch me rap on beat in the Florida heat
'Cause I'm the star of the show
Oh, shut up Pete
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
to keep the party people dancin 'cause we (L-M-F-A-O)
Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought some friends along (Shake that)
Young Boss, Kevin
to keep the party people dancin 'cause we (L-M-F-A-O)
Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought some friends along (Shake that)
Young Boss, Kevin
Mr worldwide – I’m self made, I’m self paid
I grew up with no daddy, I’m from Miami Dade
I’m self made, I’m self paid
I grew up with no daddy, I’m
to keep the party people dancin 'cause we (L-M-F-A-O)
Well I'm Redfoo and I'm Sky Blu and we brought some friends along (Shake that)
Young Boss, Kevin
hedonic
I'll pray for your soul, Or is this another lie, another plan, another goal
Crucify!
Bring the biblical criminal chosen by the crowds of people in
Making your hoe do a split
She gonna spit on the dick
Miami they lovin the kid
Man she swallowing kids
I'm in her back like a adlib
She's my baby, no bib
It don't snow in Miami we got that snow in Miami
Country girls infatuated cause a nigga from Miami
Nigga screaming gang until you catch a body we
know me baby I'm blessed
I'm praying to my soul that you next
I met a girl from Miami
In the Ack and damn she a baddie
I met a girl from Miami
Good girl
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
in my eyes it took me by surprise
Yeah, yeah, no lie
N oh
You're used to being alone with no one by your side
Oh, oh, but I
I'm not like anything that
Detroit, Chicago, Seattle, Miami
I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch (say what?)
I'm on my way to New York to see my bitch (that's right)
Down in
than Miami, I feel the heat (oh, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (girl it's), it's international love (international)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (yeah), it's international
me
I know that you could never understand me
I'm so Miami, I'm the black sheep in the family
You could even go & ask my granny
I'm so Miami, I could
I remember takin trips down to Miami
Yeah I see you on the beach you looking lovely
Then lick your lips yeah you wanna grab me
So you whisper in my
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