About this episode
Fat Joe and Jadakiss are joined by Yung Miami, Miami-born rapper, ‘Caresha Please’ podcast host, former City Girls member and rising solo star with her debut album on the way. Yung Miami breaks down her Opa-locka upbringing, her car getting shot up while six months pregnant, her Miami influences Trina, Trick Daddy, and Uncle Luke, her dream collabs with Rihanna and Chris Brown, and why she’s done with small talk and only wants mogul talk from now on. Plus, she debuts her NEW single 'Spend Dat’ and flips the script to interview Joe and Jada. Joe and Jada is now STREAMING ON NETFLIX ! Merch is here! https://joeandjadashow.com/ All lines provided by Hard Rock Bet 5:30 Early years in Opa-locka 14:30 WILD story of car getting shot up while pregnant 20:00 Miami legends: Trick Daddy, Trina, Rick Ross 32:30 Uncle Luke running Miami back in the day 37:00 Dream collabs with Rihanna, Chris Brown & Brent Faiyaz 43:30 Flo Rida, Pitbull & Miami's pop rap legacy 51:30 Breaking out the 1800 Tequila 1:04:30 Dating talk, shoutout to family men raising their kids 1:12:00 Yung Miami debuts "Spend Dat" 1:22:00 Fat Joe passes the smell check 1:28:30 Yung Miami interviews Joe & Jada on favorite new artists See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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Episode summary
Tonight we’re turning the lights to Miami energy for a woman who crashed the game with City Girls, built Carisha Please into a powerhouse, and kept it all unapologetically her—make some noise for Young Miami.
Carisha, I want the real origin story—where you grew up, what home was like, and what people can learn from it.
I grew up around hustlers; my mom boosted clothes out the trunk, my dad sold drugs and did fed time, and even with the chaos they still made sure I had what I needed.
You became a young mom too—how did that shape you?
I had my first child at nineteen after graduating; school wasn’t for me, so I bet on life and learned fast.
Now you’re thirty‑two with a résumé most dream about—how does it feel looking back?
It feels like growth; I make mistakes and evolve, and I’m proud I can now take care of my family the way my mom once fought for me.
I relate—the proudest wins are buying your parents a place and pulling them out of what you came from.
There was a headline about your car getting shot—what really happened?
When I was six months pregnant my car got sprayed and the tires blown; I had to jump out and run, and it was truly traumatizing.
How do you move after that, and who’s in your corner?
You need people who go hard for you, real support that stands up and stands tall when it counts.
Who from the crib inspired you coming up?
Trina is the blueprint for me, and I grew up around Trick, Ross, and the Miami scene; the culture and the food are part of my story.
Let’s talk music—what’s the new album saying?
It drops this summer and shows where I’m at now; it’s fun and bold but also vulnerable, answering questions people have and giving my real life.
Do you want to lean more into rapping beyond party records?
Yes—music is therapy, so I’m talking my life, with bars and perspective as a mom, a daughter, and a woman alongside the turn‑up.
Dream collabs?
Rihanna, Chris Brown, Bryson Tiller, and Brent Faiyaz; Chris almost jumped on a City Girls record once, so that’s still on my list.
What’s the story behind the red cup and the Carisha Please game?
My red cup is a vibe—when you see it, the night’s lit—so I turned it into merch, and I’ve got a card game too, but we’ll save that smoke for later.
Where’s your head at with dating and standards right now?
I’m focused on work, and if I entertain someone it has to be grown—build together, think bigger than bags, bring investments and experiences, and talk like moguls; Instagram feels like a dating app now, but I salute family men holding it down at home.
Here’s my new single, Spin That, produced by Jay White—an anthem for women getting money and moving with confidence.
That joint is a smash, no question, and it’s about to run everywhere.
Big record, big energy—spin it back and let it breathe.
What’s been your favorite episode so far, and how do you two balance each other on mic?
I step out the door after a prayer, ask for good energy, and try to keep my spirit steady.
I’m New York to the core, a legend in every way, and we raise the bar so high it rattles people who aren’t built like us.
Alright, fun one—what do you smell like, Joe?
You’re wild for that, but listen, this game is for life; stay consistent so you don’t end up as the story of the guy who once had the Benz and disappeared.
A lot of folks stacked paper and still fell off; don’t get comfortable.
We were just asking about a friend who did a couple bids; he’s out and right back chasing the bag.
What’s your favorite artist and song right now?
I’m rocking with Ella Mai, and I’ve been in the studio with a soulful new voice who’s about to drop something real.
I’ll keep it rap with French Montana and Max B, but I won’t lie—a Bruno Mars cut has been hitting too.
Did you like the Tea Time snippet when you heard it?
It had that Carisha Please type of spark, and you know I’m here for that energy.
I miss music that feels like something; we need more soul and straight-up vulnerability again, not just flexing.
You’re in New York now, so treat this as the spot; if someone needs to get out of hot water, you call here.
This is the destination; everything else is background noise.
Carisha Please is a staple in my house—my daughter’s already watched it—so tell me, do guests ever try to flirt through your show to impress you?
Those red cups and hookah make people talk spicy, but what’s said on my couch stays there; I keep it respectful.
Teyana Taylor had that Oscars moment, looking iconic, then dealt with a pushy situation; has anyone tried you like that on a carpet?
Not me, but I stand with her; men shouldn’t be shoving women on carpets, period.
She’s a breakout star and deserves full respect, just like anyone who’s earned their space.
Know your lane and treat people right, whether they’re broke or billionaires; don’t let jealousy eat you up—celebrate your friends’ wins and never feel guilty for living well.
This ain’t that; that ain’t this—we’re out with love and respect.