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• Artiste: Yung Gravy
• Titre: Miami Ice
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We packin' Diamond Pistols Ayy, look at that boy he lit, god damn, he wildin’ With your mami in Miami or an island Sppin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I’m smilin' South Miami hootenanny Look at that boy, he lit, god damn, he wildin' With your mami in Miami or an island Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I'm smilin' South Miami hootenanny (Whoa) Got the Fanny, she deserve a Grammy Lookin' for a mom like I’m lil’ orphan Annie Or Bambi, I'm comin’ for your family I don't want your bitch 'cause that ass flat, Stanley I guess she from the wrong part of Florida My whip, my cash, my bitch all foreigners (Baby) I'm pourin’ up, sittin' here ignorin' your bitch She at church and she say I don't go enough Snakes in the grass ain't slick, bitch, I'm mowin' up Kill the motherfuckers and the beat, call the coroner Everything be goin' up, I'm winnin' just for showin' up Gravy Train, bitch, yeah I got the secrеt formula, baby Ooh, ooh, ooh, Jesus Murphy Damn, why'd I have to snap? Why'd your momma's ass just give my facе a pimp slap? Goodness Look at that boy, he lit, god damn, he wildin' With your mami in Miami or an island Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I'm smilin' South Miami hootenanny Look at that boy, he lit, god damn, he wildin' With your mami in Miami or an island Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I'm smilin' South Miami hootenanny (Whoa) Your mami always come in handy She said I'm a sweetheart, Yung Candy Tom Clancy, vag' vigilante Gravy get up in it, every nook and cranny (Honey) I ain't gotta flex, baby, you know what I'm gettin' (Whoa) Two new hoes, a seven and eleven New coupe, new shoes, thank you to my revenue New, get the loot, tax haven, ass heaven Now we get the Fontainebleau Pitbull in this bitch, stackin' ends too Cuban dinner with your mom and her friends too Say that shit again, if your dad, then I can too You know what? Fuck that dance shit, drop some Look at that boy, he lit, god damn, he wildin' With your mami in Miami or an island Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I'm smilin' South Miami hootenanny Look at that boy, he lit, god damn, he wildin' With your mami in Miami or an island Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I'm smilin' South Miami hootenanny Look at that boy, he lit, god damn, he wildin' With your mami in Miami or an island Sippin' Brandy, gettin' sandy and I'm smilin' South Miami hootenanny (Whoa)