Miami Mobbin
• Written by RichRoots
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Lyrics:
It's a new, but the same old shit
Guess it's gonna be another hit
There's a road block, close up the bottle of ciroc
Not getting another ticket from a cop, always DD,
These chicks randy introing me better be hot
I swear I'm not drunk, just my friends, I would never risk crashing my GT Benz
Got to check off my first box, getting past the cops, next stop
But RR what about the GT, Just toss me the keys, I'll pick it up in the morning (toss me the keys, I'll pick it up in the morning)
It's 2 o'clock, we can party and the underground after hours bar right at the end of Hollywood Boulevard, but RR what about our GT?
I read this book on being vulnerable and intamacy, might be doing it wrong because I can't get it for the life of me
So I'm an emotional dude with a tall boy in my hand, Side note (side note you better steer clear if I'm mad)
Just gotta keep my perspective, ain't got it half bad
Looking at her makes my jaw drop to the floor, Got hen? then you can pour me some more, Buttoned down but a rockstar in my core
Possibly blacked let's get him back to the sack, I could never mistake that back (that Back), Let's get outa here it's 2 o’clock
We can party at the underground bar Right at the end of Hollywood Blvd, but that back (that back), can't stop now
Just started exploring (started exploring), Sometimes I think Fuck it, thoughts to myself, it's just the hand that I've been dealt
It's just the way that he arranged it, I guess it's fate, maybe I don't got it so bad, a tall boy in my hand, a roof over my head
never went a day unintentionally unfed
I read this book on being vulnerable and intimacy, I might be doing it wrong because I can't get it for the life of me
So I'm an emotional dude with a tall boy in my hand, side note (side note you better steer clear if I'm mad)
just gotta keep my perspective, ain't got it half bad