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Will Smith – Miami
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Uh, uh, yeah yeah yeah, uh
Miami, uh, uh
South Beach, bringin the heat, uh
Haha, can y’all feel that
Can y’all feel that
Jig it out, uh
Here I am in the place where I come let go
Miami the base and the sun set low
Everyday like a mardi gras, everybody party all day
No work, all play, okay
So we sip a little something, leave the rest to spill
Me an Charlie at the bar runnin’ up a high bill
Nothin’ less than ill, when we dress to kill
Everytime the ladies pass, they be like (Hi Will!)
Y’all feel me, all ages and races
Real sweet faces
Every different nation, Spanish, Hatian, Indian, Jamaican
Black, White, Cuban, and Asian
I only came for two days of playin’
But everytime I come I always wind up stayin’
This the type of town I could spend a few days in
Miami the city that keeps the roof blazin’
Chours:
Party in the city where the heat is on
All night, on the beach till the break of dawn
Welcome to Miami
Bienvenidos a Miami
Bouncin’ in the club where the heat is on
All night, on the beach till the break of dawn
I’m goin’ to Miami
Welcome to Miami
But I can’t feel a drip on the strip, it’s a trip
Ladies half-dressed, fully equipped
And they be screamin’ out, (Will we loved your last hit!)
So I’m thinkin’ I’ma scoop me somethin hot
In this salsa merengue melting pot
Hottest club in the city, and it’s right on the beach
Temperature get to ya, it’s about to reach
Five-hundred degrees
In the Carribean seas, with the hot mommies
Screamin’ (Ay papi!)
Everytime I come to town, they be spottin’ me
In the drop Bentley, ain’t no stoppin’ me
So, cash in your door
We flow to this fashion show
Pound for pound anywhere you go
Yo, ain’t no city in the world like this
An’ if you ask how I know I gotsta plead the fifth
Chours
Don’t get me wrong, Chi-town got it goin on
An’ New York is the city that we know don’t sleep
An’ New York is the city that we know don’t sleep
An’ we all know that L.A. and Philly stay jiggy
But on the snake, Miami bringin heat for real
Y’all don’t understand
I never seen so many Dominican women with cinnimon tans
Mira, this is the plan
Take a walk on the beach, draw a heart in the sand
Gimmie your hand
Damn, you look sexy
Let’s go to my yacht, in the West Keys
Ride my jetskis, lounge under the palm trees
Cause you gotta have cheese for the summerhouse piece on South Beach
Water so clear, you can see to the bottom
Hundred-thousand dollar cars, evr’ybody got ’em
Ain’t no surprise in the club to see Sly Stallone
Miami, my second home
Chorus (to fade)