Jim Jones Feat. Trey Songs - Summer Wit Miami Chords

[Gb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ They say rap music is subliminal But the music for us [Gb] is like our own diary
[Bb] Something like a confession They tell me life is a bitch
But she sound like a [Gb] Caesar's Just like Mother Nation
[Bb] She come and go as she please So I get the period once a month _
I [Gb] say that to say this [Bb] If you think that bitch [Gb] Summer is yours
She could be cheating on you You heard?
_ [Ab] This got me [Eb] feeling like OPM [Bb] I'm trying to dance with the Lord of them
[Gb] I never battle [C] when it goes to rent I'm leaving [Bb] drunk by 4am
They watch me jump up in the [Gb] goat's fence [Bb] Top down with the pokey rims
Nails swerving so you know I'm bent I lost [Gb] count, who knows what I spent
[Ab] I [Bb] recall the old cliques Bitches stepping on my Nike sneakers
One [Gb] hand in the sky [Ab] The other hand was on her [Bb] thigh
I was grinding to the beat With my hammer on my [Gb] side
Now G and Zo [Eb] lead as we speed to the Rolex And three or four G's is what we sneeze at the [Gb] Rolex
Playin' some I'm [Bb] Trapal, it's about 6am You think the night is [Eb] over but it just began
[Gb] They said club space [F] like bad boys [Bbm] too You can see the snow bunnies do what bad girls [Ab] do
That's F to C-We, [Bb] they had girl too Scoop the bitch that had the keys to something [Bbm] fast or blue
Now [B] I'm speeding to the [Ab] telly, I got the Porsche [Bb] behind
Trying to get up in the belly, the only thought in my mind [Gb] like damn
[Ab] Not trying to be [Eb] pushy or nothing But since the strip joint [Bbm] girl I should've been fucking
[Gb] I should've [Ab] loved my mama, I [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ should've spent [Gb] it in my summer
I'm a sunstruck, I'm a top [Bb] drop, I'm a boom boom I'm a hundred at the top, not small
Passing [Gb] rides, smoking on the top, [Eb] not strong _
_ [Bbm] _ _ That's the summer with Miami, bottling the air [Bb] Living without a care, shining beside me
[G] Now we're doing it, [Gb] _ yeah
_ [Ab] Oh _ _ no, _ that's the summer with [Gb] Miami
I [Ab] [Bb] can't keep it low anymore I'll be with my girl when it starts to snarl, get [Gb] bored
And when you love three [Bb] women, it's hard keeping up with [Eb] us
See, spring's my first love, I [Bbm] started creeping with your love
[Gb] Used to say I had some [Ab] shows, get them planes to [Bb] a mile
Then I started tricking though, I broke the range with your love
[Gb] Mama said I'm [Bb] lovesick, I'm with this hot ass hoochie
First seen her when I told Nas I'd slap all the school [Gb] fiends
We don't play [Bb] disrespect, but that was the day that we met
Summer jam on two, I hit the stage with my set
[Gb] Her man, he was [Bb] from Brooklyn, she still slid me the number
She said he's on vacation, so get with me this summer
[Gb] Now I've been [Bb] flirting with her for about the past two years
So now she hates me and winter ain't gonna last through the year
[Ab] So now I'm looking at [C] winter like [Bb] life's an adventure
[C] And when June [Db] come, I'll be going to September
_ _ Now [Eb] would you hate me for that?
I know your [Bb] heart's cold, could you wait till I'm back?
[Gb] Gee, _ _ [Bb] I'm just a sucker for love
But a nigga hold you down if you wanna fuck with a thug
[Gb] I'm smoking on the summers _ [Bb] _ _ with the top, _ _ top hoes
Throwing [Ebm] my honey, smoking on the top, [Bbm] top hoes
Come on, come on
It's the summer with Miami, [Gb] bottle in the [Bb] air
Living without a [Gb]
care, shawty beside me
We ain't going nowhere, _ [Bb] _ y'all gone
_ _ _ It's the summer with [Gb]
Miami, _ [Bb] yeah
_ _ I'm smoking _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ on the [Ab] _ _ summers with the top, top hoes
Top, top hoes
It's the summer with Miami, _
[Gb] bottle in the [Bb] air _ _ _ _
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