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Oh-oh Oh-oh, oh Said we in Miami (Oh, ooh, oh, oh) We just left Mr. Jones (Oh-oh, ooh, ooh, ooh) With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Look Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?" I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy The lil' nigga fucked around and got sprung She came out thе room like, "Papi, my ass hurt" She just put up with mad work, yeah You worriеd 'bout the wrong thing That's bad work, it's 'bout the cash first When you down, we run up that shower Break it down in the back, girl If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours You can't put me first, that's backwards Letras de canciones Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?" I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy The lil' nigga fucked around, nigga, I swear We in Miami (We in Miami) We all the way up (All the way up) Got a hunnid bitches in the VIP, better go fuck (Better go fuck) Bitch can't put no panties on, got dope in my coat Take a bitch to the jeweler, drop a big bag on a bitch drip, yeah Top of the penthouse, it's a personal shopper bringin' fire [?] My bitch gon' step on a bitch in Dior Smokin' out a pound, drink out the bottle Mermaid, pussy taste like some water Jimmy Choos shoes, Manolo Blahniks Copped the new jewels just for the fun of it Got the number two, shorty rewind Got the plaques, now she found out her own Got the smashes, every day like a goon Million dollars, it take me on the moon I be takin' shit down like a tycoon All the solitaires, tryna get [?] Sagittarius when I walk in a room Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jones Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jones Tell the baddest bitches I'm Mr. Jones (I'm outta here, hahaha) Said we in Miami (We in Miami), we just left Mr. Jones (Just left Mr. Jones) With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (Ready to fuck) She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck (Oh yeah) Said we in Miami (We in Miami), we just left Mr. Jones (Just left Mr. Jones) With a hundred bitches that's down, ready to fuck (Ready to fuck) She said she wanna be about ten, I'm like, "Your ass ain't fat enough" (Fat enough) Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck She like, "Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?" I ain't givin' you shit unless you suckin' all of us She went upstairs and gave my lil' homie some pussy The lil' nigga fucked around, nigga, I swear From Letras Mania