benji franks - mimosas & marys lyrics
{hook}
creme brûlée and cigarettes but i’m not a smoker
around your neck like a choker
i got goons like the joker
popping like coca+cola
bittersweet like chocola
i got all the right cards and i don’t even play poker
slinging around spears like my first name was aries
brunch with all of the berries
act like i’m licensed to carry
i got walk in closets with the options that vary
i got styles but no harry
drinking mimosas and marys
{verse 1}
line my snowflakes i mean feminist witches
you ain’t never seen a gang of more feminine b+tches
magic p+ssy power running deeper than ditches
slapping all these hoes on their ass with the switches
f+ggots throwing shots, i can tell by the swishes
and i know a hoes and, they’re down with the blitzes
’cause her frontal lace boxy and her beat ain’t vicious
homemade crop tops, bootleg k swiss’
cash in my sights when i aim for the riches
and when i’m finished eating good they’re gonna do my dishes
telling bedtime fables, yes the b+tch is fictitious
only kinda floss they popping is that sh+t from the dentist
is that my name in your mouth, that you’re biting and gritting
ninth ward soldier? am i supposed to be sh+tting
snap chat catfishing
wannabe vixen
wanna be down so bad, baby girl, yeast itching
{hook}
creme brûlée and cigarettes but i’m not a smoker
around your neck like a choker
i got goons like the joker
popping like coca+cola
bittersweet like chocola
i got all the right cards and i don’t even play poker
slinging around spears like my first name was aries
brunch with all of the berries
act like i’m licensed to carry
i got walk in closets with the options that vary
i got styles but no harry
drinking mimosas and marys
{verse 2}
b+tches talking sh+t and i know i got them vexed
wait my iphone’s chirping, just got a text from your ex
he tryna pull up wondering when he’s gonna see me next
but i stopped f+cking with him for this hombre named felix
give my name some respect
say it with your v+neck
no charm on his chest
but you hoes are “v hexed”
i can’t help it that your n+gga think i’m the best
but i don’t want him, i just wanna see a check
keep it real for no rhyme or reason
charging all these phony broads out here for treason
b+tches throwing shade don’t know their abc’s
got the nerve to spill the tea, can’t count past eighty+three
aquarium tease on every cancer season
i’m not a fan of cold weather, but i like to be freezing
while you hoes working, just know that i’m eating
they call me c+nt queen, i got you bum hoes tweaking
{hook}
creme brûlée and cigarettes but i’m not a smoker
around your neck like a choker
i got goons like the joker
popping like coca+cola
bittersweet like chocola
i got all the right cards and i don’t even play poker
slinging around spears like my first name was aries
brunch with all of the berries
act like i’m licensed to carry
i got walk in closets with the options that vary
i got styles but no harry
drinking mimosas and marys
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