paroles de chanson Miami - Felly
All
day
on
the
highway,
Miami
Leanin'
sideway,
know
my
ride
look
like
candy
Fuck
dem
always
(Yo,
yo)
Squad
ridin'
all
day
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
You
don't
mean
it
(Yuh)
I
don't
trust
muhfuckers,
looking
wack
in
this
bitch
I
be
ballin'
like
Meech,
I
don't
have
an
assist
If
I
pull
up
on
a
freak,
might
pass
her
the
dick
I
be
zag
ziggin',
patent
linen,
patent
leather
Big
rhythms
through
Hell's
Kitchen
Got
bad
women
Harsh
liver,
same
jacket
Brain
spinnin',
foul
livin'
(Ugh)
Bitches
know
the
cameras
on,
(Bitches)
What
you
think
they
actin'
for?
Passin'
for?
(Bitches)
Don't
take
away
the
break
of
dawn
(Ugh)
Back
and
forth,
I'll
tell
ya
what,
I'll
tell
ya
what
I
take
ya
on
a
trip
to
south
of
Florida
Get
the
crib,
get
the
girls,
and
pack
the
floor
Tell
all
the
promoters
to
keep
my
bag
in
order
All
cash
so
no
tax
reported
Muhfuckas
stay
Ridin'
all
day
on
the
highway
Miami
Leanin'
sideways,
know
my
ride
look
like
candy
Fuck
dem
always
Squad
be
ridin'
all
day
On
the
highway
(Miami)
Deadass
deadass
facts
(Whoo)
Deadass
deadass
fact
all
on
my
latex
Pull
out
let's
make
mess
Money
say
"Say
less"
Word
to
your
fake
shit
Don't
take
no
rainchecks
Vibe
like
I'm
Tribe
Quest
Meets
Cobain
for
context
On
the
soul
train
I'm
locked
in
New
bitch
like
Farrah
Fawcett
Muhfuckers
stay
Ridin'
all
day
on
the
highway
Miami
Leanin'
sideways,
know
my
ride
look
like
candy
Fuck
dem
always
Squad
be
ridin'
all
day
On
the
highway
(Miami)
Shit
if
I
said
it
I
meant
it
I'm
getting
better
and
better
I
ain't
concerned
about
relevance
or
that
pop
shit
All
of
my
fellas
be
in
some
Giorgio
apparel
I
got
the
look
from
my
grandma,
I
couldn't
top
it
Live
for
this,
feel
this
shit,
film
this
shit
Slim
fella
with
the
thickest
bitch
Four
letters
you
could
take
a
pic
Love
or
hate,
just
don't
fake
that
shit
Ooh
big
money
talkin'
ooh
Go
on
boy
tell
it,
only
tell
it
if
it's
true
They
like
"Yo
Felly
drop
a
muhfuckin
song"
I
be
on
my
celly,
know
I
fill
a
lot
of
shoes
Got
an
indie
label
in
the
crib
with
Enough
of
this,
fuck
this
shit,
suck
this
dick
Ain't
goin'
to
lunch
with
no
publicist
I'm
on
the
sea
with
a
bunch
of
skrimp
Going
down
in
this
sunken
ship
E3
muhfuckers
stay
Ridin'
all
day,
on
the
highway
Miami
Leanin'
sideways,
know
my
ride
look
like
candy
Fuck
dem
always
Squad
be
ridin'
all
day
On
the
highway
(Miami)
Yeah,
yeah
E3
muhfuckas
stay
ridin',
stay
ridin'

1 Dying To Tell You
2 Miami
3 Pretty Girl
4 Circus
5 Maple
6 Reinvention
7 Murda
8 Ain't Worried
9 What Am I To Do
10 Fallin
Attention! N'hésitez pas à laisser des commentaires.