Helen Keller (feat. Kat Dahlia)

DJ Khaled:

Miami

Dade County

Lets ride

Kat Dahlia:

I’m from Miami, bitch

Yeah, that’s Miami streets

And all the haters want to push us, try to give us heat

Baby, we live in heat, so drop that shit and drop the beat

Lets party in my streets and leave the hotel room with dirty sheets

I’m no holds barred, baby, I’m gung ho

They sayin’, “Girl, you ain’t Jamaican, accents got to go”

And I say, “Hell no, hell no”

I got Jamaica in my lungs, it’s that good hydro

I got that Barbee flow, I’m feelin’ irie

Party, work and chill on the beach all day

Got Corona in my hands, got that iron in my blood

Got my toes in the sand

And my God is the Sun

I’m shakin’ up the game, trying to test my luck

Living life everyday, by what comes up

Yeah, I’m working on some things

Getting my weight up

I’m Helen Keller to the hate

I’m sayin’, “What?, what?, what?”

I’m shakin’ up the game, trying to test my luck

Living life everyday, by what comes up

Yeah, I’m working on some things

Getting my weight up

I’m Helen Keller to the hate

I’m sayin’, “What?, what?, what?”

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

We in that heat wave, where people ain’t phased

Workin’ to get paid

This town, they don’t play

The girlies like, “Yay”

They like the heart race

“White girl” on a white girl’s face

And I’m

We do it for the trills, trills, trills

We got enough bills, bills, bills

So keep poppin’ them pills, pills, pills

I’m chillin’ in my

Bring my girls to the damn party

Bro, don’t touch me, I got my own money

If you want a drink for free

Show my girls your body

My town likes to party all of the time, all of the time

Take me down to prime

Give me a steak, if it’s bloody that’s fine

Got a roach in my pocket, took Mary J to dine

Let me clear my throat

(Yeah, yeah)

Have mercy babe, I hope you don’t mind, mind

I’m on a fucking boat

(Yeah, yeah)

And I’m thirsty babe, pass me the champagne, pagne