Business In Miami

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Tony Shhnow - Rap

Business In Miami

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[Intro] (Vehicular manslaughter) (Overkill) (Killionaire) (Killing spree) Aye where the lighter at bro? (Road rage) (Buckwild) (Showstopper) [Chorus] I keep the connect like family Doing deals near the heat I got some business in Miami I know some bitches don't do music but accept you for a Grammy In the kitchen, Chief Ramsay These niggas can't compete, they lie on me, they can't stand me My niggas throwing bullets for the bucks, Tom Brady So much cash money yeah call baby It's so many niggas that look tempted but they fadеd It's a new day but these hundrеds out-dated I'm a trap nigga but she fuck me like I'm famous My pockets full of money but I'm juggin' out the vacant [Verse] I'm a addict for it but I'm serving out the basement These sticks give a facelift It's best if you don't say shit Supreme duffle bag, already came with pounds in it This Glock will kick and punch, I keep so many rounds in it They say it's deep inside that water, don't get found in it I'm quiet, move silent but this blunt got some loud in it I cruise the street while most niggas asleep I take a bitch up off the corner, put some shoes on her feet I teach her how to walk and talk to play the tricks for a treat Go fuck your ex, I'm a P You caked up I need a piece I never signed a contract but I'm locked in with paper Big statement, I ain't never signed an affidavit I can't fuck a broke bitch when she think I'm a make her I'm selling pies like a baker but in the trap it's the mayor [Chorus] I keep the connect like family Doing deals near the heat I got some business in Miami I know some bitches don't do music but accept you for a Grammy In the kitchen, Chief Ramsay These niggas can't compete, they lie on me, they can't stand me My niggas throwing bullets for the bucks, Tom Brady So much cash money yeah call baby It's so many niggas that look tempted but they faded It's a new day but these hundreds out-dated I'm a trap nigga but she fuck me like I'm famous My pockets full of money but I'm juggin' out the vacant [Outro] (Un-fricken-believable) (Running riot) (Rampage) (Killing spree) (Open season) (Slice and dice) (Be the bullet)

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  • Tony Shhnow