Brandon Dant'e - Summer in Miami (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Yo, mic check, one two, one two Mic check, one two, one two, one two
Can I tell my story

I spent my summer in Miami I met my lover in Miami
I think her name might have been Tammy Or maybe Sally from the valley

Had my heart jumpin' like a stampede, oh I think this one might meet the family
New baby seat up in the Camry I miss that summer in Miami

I spent my summer in Miami I pulled up closer, Caught a view, like howdy do
I'm in that foreign, ooh, I think she foreign too, won't let her pass me

I recognize her type of mood, I peep designer Shoes
And attitude, I'm on the move, pulled up like, Oh, you fancy
Shut my shit down, boy, don't be antsy
Fast forward what's next, her hair was long, Down to her breasts

Told me, come grab it, during , but don't leave Hickeys on the neck
Can't leave no trace of evidence
And I'm like, bet, is she like let's
Go another round, for the good beat down

I was like, yeah, that thing got grip
I'm up in it like shit
Said her man back home, he ain't with it like this
I shouldn't be feelin' like this

Start to cry, dry the eyes, left with no goodbye
I ring the line, she declined, left with no reply
Deep inside, start to cry, shawty
F*ck my mind up, my pride in my mind up

I spent my summer in Miami
I met my lover in Miami
Lost my heart somewhere in Miami
I left my lover in Miami

Had my heart jumpin' like a stampede
Right out my chest like, no, it can't be
I spent my summer in Miami
I miss that summer in Miami

I spent my summer in Miami
I spent my summer in Miami
I spent my summer in Miami
I spent my summer in Miami

I spent my summer in Miami
I spent my summer in Miami
I spent my summer in Miami
I spent my summer in Miami

I spent my summer in Miami