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emanuel x - where you are lyrics

i don’t have a man, like, i have no boo
i have no boo, i have no man, like

what’s up, mami? what’s up
what’s up, mami? what’s up
uh, yeah look

i tell her, mami, make it bounce
i pull up on her, smellin’ like cologne i can’t pr+nounce
say you love me first, cause that’s the only way it counts
baby, i’m a dog, i’m a mutt, but you know that make the p+ssy wanna pounce
i’m forever cold, i’m posted in southwest with a centerfold
bezel gold, grillin’ heavy like i hope the weather hold
uh, she hit the fifth like she on trial and nevеr told
then make the d swolе like she setting her letters bold
sh+t crazy, tell mami throw that ass in reverse
cause she dealt with more squares than her damier purse
my game ain’t rehe+rs+d i’m talkin’ to you straight from the soul
y cuando no me entiende puedo hablar español
yeah it’s like that her body smokin, no light pack, ice pack
shorty cold, you write her, but she don’t write back
that’s mine p+ssy

what’s up, mami? what’s up
what’s up, mami? what’s up
look, i tell her, mami, make it move
i be in that p+ssy like i got a point to prove
she a work of art, could put her body in the louvre
i ain’t in a gang, but her curves got me yellin’ gd, no larry hoove
real rap, what i look like grindin’ hard to bag a basic jawn
my shorty smokin’ like the weed grown on jamaican lawns
with no makeup on lil’ shorty still a vibe
put her 34 in my palm like she made a bribe
uh, mami fell in love with the poetry
d+ck pokin’ your ovaries, we could be big as hov and bey
so many coasts to see costa rica to nova scotia’s sea’s
plus kosovo and the poconos where i poke her throat with d
she notice me cause i’m the flyest player rappin
hit it from the back, it sound like me and shorty dappin, no bap

what’s up, mami? what’s up
what’s up, mami? what’s up

uh, streets could never make me not love mine
so make sure you love yours
you dig me
uh, yeah

- emanuel x lyrics

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