k2b mami mimosa (feat. beat chaser & cherry b) şarkı sözleri
Riding with you from the start
Girl I'm just like your chauffeur
Lemme play with those g strings
Now you can call me your composer
Shaped like a bottle of cola
Making me lose my composure
Do a fair trade I'm your champagne papi
You're my mami mimosa
Mami Mimosa whatever cocktail you want
Girl just let me know
Shopping spree Imma buy you a coat real leather
Cause I don't really do faux
Front seat shotgun can't put you in the back
Fly you anywhere like just point on the map
Got money in the bank man I don't really cap
So precious my biggest prize keep you like a plaque
And now we going left then we going right
Cruising down the street with the top down tonight
Matching our fits cause that shit too tight
Yves Saint Laurent and I pull up off white
Wanna see the coast take you there in a blink
Let's do something on the beach that's sounding like the drink
Hear the waves crash I care more than you think
Golden sand on your skin girl let it sink in
Riding with you from the start
Girl I'm just like your chauffeur
Lemme play with those g strings
Now you can call me your composer
Shaped like a bottle of cola
Making me lose my composure
Do a fair trade I'm your champagne papi
You're my mami mimosa
Mami Mimosa I take you to the jeweler
Ice you out might just make you cooler
Diamonds so bright they cut like baguette
Shit other's can't buy cause it puts them in debt
Late night long flight got you on my jet
Pussy Michelin star scene's all set
Private jet while we sip on that mo
Feels like a movie let the camera roll
Your body so tea I might just take a sip
When this song comes on girl don't you skip
Gotchu crying in my arms let the moment sit
Girl you hold me down like an achor to a ship
Feeling like a dream but I know we legit
Got us vibing through the night the stars all lit
Part of my life that I don't wanna omit
They way you got me feeling I don't wanna split
Riding with you from the start
Girl I'm just like your chauffeur
Lemme play with those g strings
Now you can call me your composer
Shaped like a bottle of cola
Making me lose my composure
Do a fair trade I'm your champagne papi
You're my mami mimosa