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Miami! (Que Bola) Pa alla quiero ir (Pa alla quiero ir) Hacer fiesta en la playa (fiesta) Y comerme un lechon con congri (C'mon) Ohhhh Miami! That's where I wanna be Underneath all that sunshine Chilling on the beach feeling free Now you can catch me in Miami on a scooter Looking for a mami chula To go on an aventura With me, from key west to Cuba On a jet ski, stress free, enjoying la locura CUBAN LINK, self made baby, I don't need a jeweler Nothings cooler then that calm breeze, under a palm tree At ease, with my inner peace, deeper than Ghandi Sipping Don P, on the beach with a blondie Mami got me feeling like I'm Mr. Brigante Word to Carlito, I wanna chill on the D Low Switch stylos, no longer deal with them kilos Turn wajiro, do it, like the three amigos Open up a cuchifrito with Corey and Guillermelito Soy Latino, puro Cubano from the island facts Like Tone Montana, little Havana got my back Hialeah, Carol City, Opa-Locka, brappp Overtown, Little Haiti, baby where you at Ayo I want to drink Hennycoladas (In Miami) While I'm feeling that ocean breeze The most beautiful muchachas (In Miami) Dancing all night under those palm trees Yeah, I'm on the I-95 with some time to play On my way to south beach trying to find the wave Miami (Miami), here I come (here I come) Palm beach, Fort Lauderdale, the county of Dade (hey) I got to check my homies from around the way Miami (Miami), here I come (here I come) I got a fist full of dollars Drop top new impala Lip stick on the collar From the groupies trying to holla Cuban Link, still the leader, all the senoritas follow From that real good girl to that hood muchacha mala Aqui la fiesta no se acaba, till six in the morning And even then you see the conga lines forming Fireworks going off with no warning It could be storming and the band still performing Reporting live from the 305 Ocean Drive Roll up inside Nikki Beach for that social vibe Wet Willies if you want to give that alcohol a try Call a cab, hit a club, Liv parties never die I'm from NY but Miami's like my second home It's set in stone, from my heart to my flesh and bones The record's shown, I'm that Marielito that set the tone From rap to reggaeton the realest Cuban ever known Ayo I want to drink Hennycoladas (In Miami) While I'm feeling that ocean breeze The most beautiful muchachas (In Miami) Dancing all night under those palm trees Yeah, I'm on the I-95 with some time to play (hey) On my way to south beach trying to find the wave Miami (South Beach), here I come (here I come) Palm beach, Fort Lauderdale, the county of Dade (hey) I got to check my homies from around the way Miami (Bayside), here I come (I said here I come) Quiero ir pa alla, alli a la fiesta (fiesta) Cubana, morena, together, forever Quiero ir pa alla, alli a la fiesta (fiesta) Cubana, morena, together, forever Miami, Pa alla quiero ir (Pa alla quiero ir) Hacer fiesta en la playa (fiesta) Y comerme un lechon con congri (C'mon) Ohhhh Miami! Is where I wanna be Underneath all that sunshine Chilling on the beach feeling free (Yo! He took em to church on a salsa record) (Miami! Here we come)
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