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Miami (Remix)

Morgan Wallen, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross
2025-07-253:26 minSynced lyrics

"Miami (Remix)" is a song by Morgan Wallen, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:26 long and contains 76 lines and 586 words.

Lyrics

0:00Miami
0:01Yeah it ain't nothin' like where I'm from nah
0:05Yeah I can't keep my gun in my truck in
0:07Miami
0:08They don't know my name at these bars
0:12And you can't even see any stars in
0:14Miami
0:15You got me MIA for a couple days now
0:19But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
0:22Miami
0:22Except for gettin' sand in my boots
0:25Ask yourself "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"
0:35Miami
0:39Yeah yeah Mula
0:42Now it get cold in New Orleans but temporary
0:45And she know that I'm colder than Refrigerator Perry
0:49And she don't wanna go to New Orleans it's Armageddon
0:52So we go to South Beach she say it's perfect for our weddin'
0:55I start sweatin' in a Cherokee without the doors
0:59Don't get no sand in my Jeep on my decor
1:03She look at me like "please" so I pleased the *****
1:07We up in LIV on Sunday I'm like Jesus *****
1:10Party in the 305 we so high
1:13If we go live you might see your bride
1:16Can't believe your eyes we eat at Prime and
1:18I eat so much shrimp I got iodine poisonin'
1:21I can't even swim but I could throw a yacht party
1:25We real lit in Miami I'm like Will Smith in Miami
1:28I'm like Uncle Luke Trick Daddy me and Trina almost got married ****
1:32Got the barn door on Collins can't see stars just Star Island
1:35I got a target on my wallet but like Morgan boy I'm wildin' in Miami
1:39Miami
1:40Yeah it ain't nothin' like where I'm from nah
1:42Nothin' like where I'm from
1:43Yeah I can't keep my gun in my truck in
1:46Miami
1:46I still keep my gun
1:47They don't know my name at these bars
1:49They don't know my name
1:51You can't even see any stars in
1:53Miami
1:54You got me MIA for a couple days now
1:58But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
2:01It don't hit the same yeah yeah
2:01Except for gettin' sand in my boots
2:03Ask yourself "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"
2:09Yeah ask yourself "What the hell is a gon' do in Miami?"
2:14Miami
2:17Maybach Music
2:19Biggest boss Ricky Rozay uh
2:21Feelin' good in my two seater top down it's too easy
2:25Yacht season in Miami sun's out too breezy
2:29Swimsuits on South Beach condo for my side piece
2:32Change of plans let's just shop blue duffle bag two hunnid G's
2:36Life's short so live fast Corvette with the red rack
2:39Cried once not twice really hurt when my Dad passed
2:43Make a toast let's drink to it still real with my day ones
2:46And I'm still down to die for you pray for me when that day comes
2:49Miami
2:51Yeah it ain't nothin' like where I'm from nah
2:52Nothin' like where I'm from
2:54Yeah I can't keep my gun in my truck in
2:56Miami
2:56I still keep my gun
2:58They don't know my name at these bars
2:59They don't know my name
3:01You can't even see any stars in
3:03Miami
3:04You got me MIA for a couple days now
3:08But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
3:11It don't hit the same yeah yeah
3:12Except for gettin' sand in my boots
3:14Ask yourself "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"
3:19Yeah ask yourself "What the hell is a gon' do in Miami?"
3:25Miami
3:26It ain't nothin' like where I'm from but like Morgan boy I'm wildin'
Miami
Yeah it ain't nothin' like where I'm from nah
Yeah I can't keep my gun in my truck in
Miami
They don't know my name at these bars
And you can't even see any stars in
Miami
You got me MIA for a couple days now
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
Miami
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
Ask yourself "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"
Miami
Yeah yeah Mula
Now it get cold in New Orleans but temporary
And she know that I'm colder than Refrigerator Perry
And she don't wanna go to New Orleans it's Armageddon
So we go to South Beach she say it's perfect for our weddin'
I start sweatin' in a Cherokee without the doors
Don't get no sand in my Jeep on my decor
She look at me like "please" so I pleased the *****
We up in LIV on Sunday I'm like Jesus *****
Party in the 305 we so high
If we go live you might see your bride
Can't believe your eyes we eat at Prime and
I eat so much shrimp I got iodine poisonin'
I can't even swim but I could throw a yacht party
We real lit in Miami I'm like Will Smith in Miami
I'm like Uncle Luke Trick Daddy me and Trina almost got married ****
Got the barn door on Collins can't see stars just Star Island
I got a target on my wallet but like Morgan boy I'm wildin' in Miami
Miami
Yeah it ain't nothin' like where I'm from nah
Nothin' like where I'm from
Yeah I can't keep my gun in my truck in
Miami
I still keep my gun
They don't know my name at these bars
They don't know my name
You can't even see any stars in
Miami
You got me MIA for a couple days now
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
It don't hit the same yeah yeah
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
Ask yourself "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"
Yeah ask yourself "What the hell is a gon' do in Miami?"
Miami
Maybach Music
Biggest boss Ricky Rozay uh
Feelin' good in my two seater top down it's too easy
Yacht season in Miami sun's out too breezy
Swimsuits on South Beach condo for my side piece
Change of plans let's just shop blue duffle bag two hunnid G's
Life's short so live fast Corvette with the red rack
Cried once not twice really hurt when my Dad passed
Make a toast let's drink to it still real with my day ones
And I'm still down to die for you pray for me when that day comes
Miami
Yeah it ain't nothin' like where I'm from nah
Nothin' like where I'm from
Yeah I can't keep my gun in my truck in
Miami
I still keep my gun
They don't know my name at these bars
They don't know my name
You can't even see any stars in
Miami
You got me MIA for a couple days now
But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town
It don't hit the same yeah yeah
Except for gettin' sand in my boots
Ask yourself "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"
Yeah ask yourself "What the hell is a gon' do in Miami?"
Miami
It ain't nothin' like where I'm from but like Morgan boy I'm wildin'

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