We don't snort cheap cocaine in Miami
We don't take our lives seriously
We like to race our sports cars down on Main Street
We like getting high and living free
We don't make a party out of nothing
But we like shooting signs and saying boo
We don't let our beards get long and shaggy
Like them Cajun rednecks like to do
Chorus:
I'm proud to be a gangster from Miami
A place where even cops can have a ball
We still steal money from the bank house
And meth is still the biggest thrill of all
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Leather whips are still our favorite beat down
Beads and Roman sandals are not mean
Gang wars still the roughest game in this town
And the students here don't respect the high school dean
Chorus:
I'm proud to be a gangster from Miami
A place where even cops can have a ball
We still steal money from the bank house
And meth is still the biggest thrill of all
Nov.2020
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