Miami

Album: Big Willie Style (1997)
Charted: 3 17
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  • Uh, uh, yeah, 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
    In Miami, the bass and the sunset low
    Everyday like a Mardi Gras, everybody party all day
    No work, all play, okay
    So we sip a little something, leave to rest the spill
    Me an Charlie at the bar, runnin' up a high bill
    Nothin' less than ill, when we dress to kill
    Every time the ladies pass, they be like "Hi Will"
    Can y'all feel me? All ages and races
    Real sweet faces
    Every different nation, Spanish, Haitian, Indian, Jamaican
    Black, White, Cuban, and Asian
    I only came for two days of playing
    But every time 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'

    Party in the city where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    Welcome to Miami
    Bienvenidos a Miami
    Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    I'm going to Miami
    Welcome to Miami

    Yo, I heard the rainstorms ain't nothin' to mess with
    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 Caribbean Seas
    With the hot mamis screaming, "¡Ay papi!"
    Every time I come to town, they be spottin' me
    In the drop Bentley, ain't no stoppin' me
    So, cash in your dough and flow to this fashion show
    Pound for pound anywhere you go
    Yo, ain't no city in the world like this
    And if you ask how I know, I gots to plead the fifth (Miami")

    Party in the city where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    Welcome to Miami
    Bienvenidos a Miami
    Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    I'm going to Miami
    Welcome to Miami

    Don't get me wrong, Chi-town got it goin' on
    And New York is the city that we know don't sleep
    And we all know that L.A. and Philly stay jiggy
    But on the sneak, Miami bringin' heat, for real
    Y'all don't understand
    I never seen so many Dominican women with cinnamon tans
    Mira, this is the plan
    Take a walk on the beach, draw a heart in the sand
    Gimme 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, everybody got 'em
    Ain't no surprise in the club to see Sly, Stallone
    Miami, my second home (Miami)

    Party in the city where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    Welcome to Miami
    Bienvenidos a Miami
    Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    I'm going to Miami
    Welcome to Miami
    Party in the city where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    Welcome to Miami
    Bienvenidos a Miami
    Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on
    All night, on the beach 'til the break of dawn
    I'm going to Miami
    Welcome to Miami
    Party in the city where the heat is on Writer/s: Leon F. Sylvers, Ryan Toby, Samuel Barnes, Stephen Shockley, Will Smith, William Shelby
    Publisher: Audiam, Inc., BMG Rights Management, Cloud9, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Music Admin, Inc., Round Hill, Songtrust Ave
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Comments: 2

  • Randall Stevens from I'm Not HereHe is the biggest hypocrite in the world! He rails on Chris Rock for a joke that his wife years prior said was NO BIG DEAL, but his wife should be bitchslapping him for the years of cheating on her! He's WORSE than Chris Rock! He acts like the male Oprah, all knowing all wise sage, the family man, the PG rapper, but he's insane!
  • Joey Joe from New HavenWho sings the chorus for the song Miami? Who’s the male and female vocalists?
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