Hit List Lyrics

Got a Miami mistress on my hit list

Cruise the city in Givenchy lookin' big rich

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

And I ain't got no time nor the patience

Got a Miami mistress on my hit list

Cruise the city in Givenchy lookin' big rich

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

And I ain't got no time nor the patience

Fly whip

And she like it

Not a fuckin' grenade

Touch down

I'm hittin' the bay

Aww yeah

I'm 'bout to get paid

Mmm yeah

She from outta state

Ooo yeah

That ass I'm amazed

Gettin' at it I'm Roger Rabbit

Gonna beat it faster then she ever had it

Uhh

Sauvignon on the beach

Uhh

Jet ski under feet

Uhh

High rise in the tide

Uhh

Midway to your cheeks

Uhh

Got a Miami mistress on my hit list

Cruise the city in Givenchy lookin' big rich

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

And I ain't got no time nor the patience

Got a Miami mistress on my hit list

Cruise the city in Givenchy lookin' big rich

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

And I ain't got no time nor the patience

Yah

Shawty I'm gonna pursue yah

I don't chase

Yeah my bank got a tune up

Cut those breaks

Shift lean I threw yah

Come my way

Wake in Cuba

I'm too deep

She told me do it

Hot link

Sneak link

Guess we grew up

Don't you lie to me baby

I already knew

You got roster

Now that might cost yah

You'll get addicted to these feelings these I brought yah

You'll get religious to positions that I taught yah

Miami mistress

Change your name

Well if you wanna

Wearin' my shirt and rockin' Birks then sometimes Prada

Mini skirt

Cargos work

Do what you wanna

I gotta leave fly over seas

So are you comin'

Paris is in its fashion week

Don't make assumptions

Got a Miami mistress on my hit list

Cruise the city in Givenchy lookin' big rich

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

And I ain't got no time nor the patience

Got a Miami mistress on my hit list

Cruise the city in Givenchy lookin' big rich

If it don't make dollars don't make sense

And I ain't got no time nor the patience