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sederwall - mimosas كلمات الأغنية

it’s yo boy, tall money

[?] drop it low, they playing our tune
coming with the god flow, power of a monsoon
now my head is spinning faster than a typhoon
way she bending over, man, i almost seen the full moon
-ss monumental, it’s driving me mental
thick in the back with the waist of a pencil
i’m taking her home in my whip that’s a rental
serving it up, ’cause i got the utensils

i-i-i-i-i’m about to spit the floaty, yo
sp-sp-spin that track faster than a l-sso at a rodeo
b-tch better know we ’bout to blow
girly got mad confidence ’cause she knows what she came fo’

waking up, mimosas for breakfast
living life, yep, i’m young and reckless
the things that i’m doing, i’m leaving you breathless
you know i got money, just look at my necklace
every day, every day, every day now
putting in work, putting in work, what can i say now?
[?] a book, writing a hook, leaving you shook, wow
all of these rappers are mumbly sh-t
all of the gobbly-gook

how the f-ck are you expecting me to keep up?
i got a mix of rum and c0ke filling my cup, yo
she bouncing on my d-ck like a pogo
only thing she wearing is a shirt with my logo
yeah, i plan to go pro, film it with my go-pro
haters said they feel ill ’cause i got that sick flow
i’m always acting chill like an inuit
and these girls only swallow, only wanna spit

whoa, remember f-cking k!lling on the dance floor
whoa, training for that booty like a mascot
whoa, giving good head, and that -ss out
whoa, getting to my room, take the pants off

you been a bad thot, when the king is moving
better do something now, choosing the n-gga
staying with us, split the gang from the top
better make the mama walk weird, talk weird
switching the paces the moment i hear “no
oh, god, don’t stop.” son, got too hot
f-ck these b-tches that think they pretty with nosejobs
yeah, giving head like a migraine
handing me the l!ck until a n-gga couldn’t drive straight

yeah, look at how she make that booty work
yeah, loving how she make that p-ssy twerk
yeah, p-ssy popping for the lil purp
yeah, r. kelly, b-tch, ’cause i’m a flirt

drop it low, make it boomerang
take my belt off, ’cause, b-tch, i’m booty tame
tippy toe, tippy tae, smoking on some purple haze
boujee always by my pants, sipping on some lemonade
sugar, lemon, water, water, water
splashing in that p-ssy ’til i’m sipping something sour
go up and down [?], picking on that f-cking [?]
she said she want the weed, i’m not the [?]
got that sh-t that gets you higher, roll the kushie by the hour
feel the power, and the flour, single step’ll make you cower
i’m the handsome [?] , instant god, like i’m yeezus
smoking weed to the point i start to think that i’m jesus
you gotta believe us, they gonna say the sun got ’em speaking
i’m half of the reason, i’m not so f-cking cold as a freezer
not freezing, but my kaio ken’ll make ya freeze up
i’m a bad motherf-cker, can’t go when the beat run, yeah

- sederwall

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