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Morgan Wallen - Miami (feat. Lil Wayne and Rick Ross)

Morgan Wallen - Miami (feat. Lil Wayne and Rick Ross) Stream/Download: (Lyrics): [Chorus: Morgan Wallen] (Miami) It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, nah Yeah, I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami They don't know my name at these bars And you can't even see any stars in Miami You got me MIA for a couple days now But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town (Miami) Except for gettin' sand in my boots Ask yourself, "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?" Miami [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Yeah, yeah Mula Now if you're callin' New Orleans, but temporary And she know that I'm colder than Refrigerator Perry And she don't wanna go to New Orleans 'cause I'm a Gator, so we go to south Bitch, just say it's perfect 'fore our wedding, now stop sweating in 'em Cherokee, without the doors, don't get no sayin' in my Jeep I'm 'bout to call, she look at me like "Nigga, please," so I please the bitch We up in [?] on sunday, I'm like, "Jesus, bitch" Party in the 305, we so high, we go live, you're my co-bride Can't believe your eyes for eatin' that prime rib I eat so much shrimp, I got a damn poisonin' I can't even swim, but I could throw a yacht party We're really lit in Miami I'm like Will Smith in Miami I'm like Uncle Luke, Trick Daddy Me and Trina almost got married, shit Got a bando on Collins Can't see stars, just start eyein' I got a target on my wallet, but like Morgan, boy, I'm wildin' in Miami [Chorus: Morgan Wallen, Lil Wayne & Both] (Miami) It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, nah (Nothin' like where I'm from) Yeah, I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami (I still keep my gun) They don't know my name at these bars (They don't know my name) And you can't even see any stars inMiami You got me MIA for a couple days now But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town (Miami, it don't hit the same) Except for gettin' sand in my boots (Yeah) Ask yourself, "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?" Yeah, ask yourself, "What the hell is a nigga gon' do in Miami?" [Verse 2: Rick Ross] (Maybach Music) Biggest boss, Ricky Rose, uh Feelin' good in my two seater Top down, it's too easy Yacht season in Miami Sun's out, too breezy Swimsuits on South Beach Condo for my side peace Change of plans, let's just shop Blue duffle bag, two hundred G's Life's short, so live fast Corvette with the rear rag Cry once, not twice Really hurt when my dad pass Make a toast, let's drink to it Still real with my day ones And I'm still down to die for you Pray for me when my day comes [Chorus: Morgan Wallen, Lil Wayne & Both] (Miami) It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, nah (Nothin' like where I'm from) Yeah, I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami (I still keep my gun) They don't know my name at these bars (They don't know my name) And you can't even see any stars in Miami You got me MIA for a couple days now But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town (Miami, it don't hit the same) Except for gettin' sand in my boots (Yeah) Ask yourself, "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?" Yeah, ask yourself, "What the hell is a nigga gon' do in Miami?" It ain't nothin' like where I'm from But like Morgan, boy, I'm wildin' Tags: Miami Lyrics Miami Remix Morgan Wallen Miami Miami Morgan Wallen It ain't nothin' like where I'm from nah Yeah I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami They don't know my name at these bars And you can't even see any stars inMiami You got me MIA for a couple days now Morgan Wallen Miami Lyrics Miami Morgan Wallen Lyrics Morgan Wallen Lyrics Miami Miami Lyrics Morgan Wallen Miami #MorganWallen #Miami #LilWayne #RickRoss #Lyrics Contact: ypmamusic@gmail.com