It Only Happens In Miami - DJ Stevie J, Young Dolph, Trick Daddy

Only happens in Miami

Miami, only happens, woah

She ridin' me like a Bugatti

Her other friends all on me papi

Ayeee yeah-yeah oh-oh-oh

Got weed, molly, we saucy

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Yeah-yeah

Woah, welcome to the trail

I told y’all before

I’m from the city never been without drug money

Stevie J

She ridin' me like a Bugatti

Her other friends callin me papi

Got weed, got molly, we saucy

3AM, we just started the party

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami

We met at LA at the Grammys

She said she from a wealthy family

She then told me she a grown lady

And grown ladies don’t wear panties

I flew to see her in Miami

She thick as fuck and she Spanish

And she brought her friend with her too though

It only happens in Miami

I might drop my top

Might cock my Glock

Might roll me a blunt

Might pour me a cup

Might fuck your ho then put that bitch out

If it ain’t gas then put that shit out

If it ain’t money then what it’s about

Her and her friend they both call me papi

I got good weed and they got good sloppy, yeah

She ridin' me like a Bugatti

Her other friends callin me papi

Got weed, got molly, we saucy

3AM, we just started the party

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami

She callin' me papi cause I’m from Miami

Best Spanish mami, pussy wet to sonics

She smell like Givenchy, her titties on plastic

But oh my that ass is fantastic

Come on vacation, might leave on probation

This city full of them Haitians

Fast money, everybody impatient

Fuck it let’s take it to South Beach

Fountain do lobby

Liv on a Sunday, let’s party

Bottles on bottles on bottles

She either a stripper or Instagram model

Lookin' for a meal ticket like the lotto

For niggas that’s pullin' up in them Gallardos

And poppin' them bottles

Welcome to the city where I live

Miami nigga, we call it the crib

She ridin' me like a Bugatti

Her friends other friends all on me papi

Got weed, molly, we saucy

3AM, we just started the party

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami

Ridin' round in a Range first thing in the mornin'

Still hung over off of the liquor I drunk over at Liv on Sunday

Tired of these soft ass niggas keep talkin' bout killin' like they did the

murders

You aren’t deservin'

I flip 'em and burn 'em

And I trick 'em on dirty

When y’all tryna be funny

Ain’t future in frontin', no

No groupie no stuntin'

Bitch ass niggas I came for the money

Don’t get it confused my dude cause I am the realest

You got one life to lose fool cause I know the hittas

And I know the Cubans, the Haitians, and I know the dealers

9 times out of 10 if them is the real ones, them is my niggas

When you come to my city my niggas just handle your business

Enjoy the weather, the beaches, but please don’t fall in love with my bitches,

no

And you can party my nigga

And when you drink just handle your liquor

And you can tote your pistol but control your niggas

Before I blow my whistle

See I fuck with Stevie J

Y’all fuck niggas, y’all stuck with Stevie J

We rep Miami

And don’t get it twisted cause that’s my family

She ridin' me like a Bugatti

Her other friends callin me papi

Got weed, got molly, we saucy

3AM, we just started the party

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami

It only happens in Miami, Miami

It only happens in Miami