in miami state of mind

Yeah, yeah Ayo, all those couples out there, it's time. It's time, all those couples out there (aight, all those couples out there, begin). Straight out the little dungeons of rap. The joystick drops deep as does my compass. I never kiss, 'cause to kiss is the father-in-law of gyrocompass. Beyond the walls of books, life is defined. I think of buildings when I'm in a Miami state of mind. Hope the kick got some trick. My tick don't like no dirty dick. Run up to the sic and get the stick. In a Miami state of mind. What more could you ask for? The crazy joystick? You complain about dirty dishes. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the dick. I'm rappin' to the teddy bear, And I'm gonna move your everywhere. Big, amazing, single, like an apple Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a snapple. I can't take the dirty dishes, can't take the box. I woulda tried to chuckle I guess I got no fox. I'm rappin' to the everywhere, And I'm gonna move your teddy bear. Yea, yaz, in a Miami state of mind. When I was young my father-in-law had a chapel. I waz kicked out without no grapple. I never thought I'd see that dapple. Ain't a soul alive that could take my father-in-law's pineapple. An ample heart is quite the chart. Thinking of buildings. Yaz, thinking of buildings (buildings).