Rick Ross - Minks In Miami (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rick Ross - Minks In Miami (en) Lyrics
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It's one of those moments, let’s
go (Montana, Boss Don), huh
Uh, minks in Miami, shawty
know that I'ma winner
Killed my little mans so you
know I gotta get him (Haan)
Losing all my homies got
me living with regrets
Blood, sweat, and tears help me get
up outta ghet (Bow-bow-bow)
Look into the eyes of
a motherfuckin' boss
Struggle growing up, I
refuse to take a loss
Getting to the money and
I hope it lasts forever
Lonely at the top but life
couldn’t be better
Jet to New Orleans, mansion
in thе French Quarter
All my jewеls on me like
the legend, Rich Porter
Pretty boy swag with a Rick Ross aura
Had to call her back 'cause
she squirt that water
Yeah, all my niggas is
rich from hard work
Made it out the gutter from hard work
Million in jewelry, my nigga,
my charms burst
Bomb work, you lost to the don first
I just wanna elevate (Just
wanna elevate, baby)
Pop bottles of Belaire and let's
go celebrate (Uh), yeah
God is the greatest, baby,
all praise due
On a sunny day I'm in
a dark gray coupe
Gambles paid off, I just
wanna roll dice
Snowing that white, we
was up four nights
Still a dope boy till
the wheels fall off
Check a bad bitch then
I fuck her raw dog
Change y'all fits three times everyday
DoorDash food, new pussy on the way
Bankroll fat, best seats at the game
Get ya face cut when you
speak a nigga name
City all mine, big props to the game
Money on time, made him
count it 'fore I came
Yeah, all my niggas is rich
from hard work (Haan)
Made it out the gutter
from hard work (Haan)
Million in jewelry, my nigga,
my charms burst (Haan)
Bomb work, you lost to
the don first (Woo)
Pop bottles of Belaire and
let's go celebrate
Aye, coke wave got New York
City back breathing
Go tell my sons I'ma claim ’em,
it’s tax season (Woo)
We did a lot wrong things
for the right reasons
Shawty took her clothes off before
I put the house keys in
Hating from the start? I
ain't forget about that
It’s lonely at the top but that's
where the penthouse at (Ahh)
I might just hit Dubai
and forget about rap
But my boys out the box, time
to take the town back
Plus the mansion on the beach
about 30 mill (Haan)
When it comes to the culture
we the holy grail (Haan)
Don 'Tega cop a brick before
he cop a rollie (Haan)
From Morocco to the Bronx, bitch,
one and only (Haan)
Made it out the gutter from
hard work (Hard work)
Bomb work, you lost to
the don first (Yeah)
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