[Verse 1: Kat Dahlia] I’m from Miami beach, Yeah, that’s Miami streets And all the haters want to push us, try to give us heat Baby, we live in heat, so drop that shit and drop the beat Lets party in my streets and leave the hotel room with dirty sheets I’m no holds barred, baby, I’m gung ho They sayin’, “Girl, you ain’t Jamaican, accents got to go” And I say, “Hell no, hell no” I got Jamaica in my lungs, it’s that good hydro I got that Barbee flow, I’m feelin’ irie Party, work and chill on the beach all day Got Corona in my hands, got that iron in my blood Got my toes in the sand And my God is the Sun
[Hook:] I’m shakin’ up the game, trying to test my luck Living life everyday, by what comes up Yeah, I’m working on some things Getting my weight up I’m Helen Keller to the hate I’m sayin’, “What?, what?, what?” I’m shakin’ up the game, trying to test my luck Living life everyday, by what comes up Yeah, I’m working on some things Getting my weight up I’m Helen Keller to the hate I’m sayin’, “What?, what?, what?” (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2:] We in that heat wave, where people ain’t phased Workin’ to get paid This town, they don’t play The girlies like, “Yay” They like the heart race “White girl” on a white girl’s face And I’m [?] We do it for the trills, trills, trills We got enough bills, bills, bills So keep poppin’ them pills, pills, pills I’m chillin’ in my booth the top VIP Bring my girls to the damn party Bro, don’t touch me, I got my own money If you want a drink for free Show my girls your body
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[Verse 3:] My town likes to party all of the time, all of the time Take me down to prime Give me a steak, if it’s bloody that’s fine Got a roach in my pocket, took Mary J to dine Let me clear my throat (Yeah, yeah) Have mercy babe, I hope you don’t mind, mind I’m on a fucking boat (Yeah, yeah) And I’m thirsty babe, pass me the champagne, pagne
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