Lyrics:
the type of town I could spend a few days in
Miami, the city that keeps the roof blazin'
Party in the city where the heat is on
All night, on the beach
by
The city is a beach
He thinks he's in another place
When he goes to sleep
He got the word;
He got the real story
He got the word;
He got
the type of town I could spend a few days in
Miami, the city that keeps the roof blazin'
Party in the city where the heat is on
All night, on the beach
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Got bitches showin' ass on Collins (show
and real
estate
With one last wave
Ahhh, get up and run
'Cause there's a beach lies quiet near the open sea
And a carpark lay streched where the bindis
This beach city nigga huh? what?
This beach city nigga huh? what?
This beach city nigga
(You know we had to do a remix) huh? what?
This beach city
Beach city, beach city, that's my claim to fame
Bring the misses, while I'm twisting, standing in the rain
I'm in the mixing game, all my joints get fit
Real sad story here y'all
Come on
I pulled her into my right
And we rode down here
Maybe some sun, maybe some quality time
We've had a rocky year
don't know about money I don't know about
3 or 4 movies get a 100K a show about
10 mil in real estate make them n***** really hate
What I care about it
don't know about money I don't know about
3 or 4 movies get a 100K a show about
10 mil in real estate make them niggas really hate
What I care about it
and come up on some land
Come and Get it
A house (Real Estate)
A condo (Real Estate)
Some land (Real Estate)
Commercial (Real Estate)
I breathe (Real Estate
A war's being waged and the world's just a stage (in this city)
The real estate's prime, the number plates rhyme (liquidity)
Wear a gun and be proud,
a house now it's a work store
Real estate sales are the oldest turf war
We've got P? so you know it hurts more
You're on a lease if you're major label
I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I'm into real estate, in a realer state of mind
We came for trigger
Real sad story here y'all
Come on
I pulled her into my right
And we rode down here
Maybe some sun, maybe some quality time
We've had a rocky year
town without pity
This is the real world, in the shadow of the city
This is the real wheel,
You don't get too many spins
This is the real deal, not
gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit
on the beach
Bathing beauty, say hello
What a cutie, what a peach
Bathing beauty, watch her go
Posing under her parasol
She is what you call a real
the police
I ain't never ran from nothin' but the police
From the city where the skinny carry strong heat
Norfside, Long Beach, Norfside, Long Beach
Hit
on the make
And Paul sells life insurance and part time real estate
Helen is a hostess, Frank works at the mill
Janet teaches grade school and probably
on the make
And Paul sells life insurance and part time real estate
Helen is a hostess, Frank works at the mill
Janet teaches grade school and probably
this game
But just think, I used to sell them weights
But now I'm all off into real estates, huh
We put our city on the map, raise clientele
Made it so
Girl let's roll through them hills off the ten
Rolling, with ya cousin and 'em
Real shit ain't nobody fake, they is and they ain't from here
City
(ooh-ooh-ooh)
We spent seven days, 'cause lately, I've been stuck (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Buy some real estate with all of these cool songs (ooh-ooh-ooh)
We may move out
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