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wolfgang united - mimmers, pt. 2 lyrics

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[chorus & verse 1: thermo]

i’m back in the back in my bag
lil baby relax
gotta stay mad like my first name is max
stay in these wrappers like snacks
gettin too close and you melting like wax
wolfgang united the new dmc
cc right here, he a brother to me
cg upgraded, no young to my niche
cd she calling, pick up when it ring

uh, bg the ville we livin it sweet
baby it’s wolfgang, you know it’s the team
still going fast even without the z
shootin my shot like i’m abdul kareem
eating this chicken, no popeyes for me
i keep it wavy just like a marine
thermo no meter, can’t mеasure my heat

[verse 2: pop jesta]

i just told katy i’m lookin for katie holmеs
i’m tryna see all my brothers in happy homes
i like the shawtys with the big noses
i’m tryna see thermo get his roses
pull up to james bond in a suit
i feel like james bond in a suit
manager pull up, he probably gon shoot
i call him shooter braun, he gon shoot
i got these bail bonds out the roof
it’s all about love, i’m hater+proof
been five years and i’m back here to prove
that jesta got bars, andre would approve
so get the italian girls for the groove
and pour some bustelo, baby it’s the move
you know we talk reckless, mama don’t approve
swerve in a black beamer like bruce the maneuve
[chorus: thermo]

i’m back in the back in my bag
lil baby relax
gotta stay mad like my first name is max
stay in these wrappers like snacks
gettin too close and you melting like wax
wolfgang united the new dmc
cc right here, he a brother to me
cg upgraded, no young to my niche
cd she calling, pick up when it ring

[verse 3: pop jesta]

wolfgang just brought a classic to the table
you know we eat more cane’s than we able
we on a elevator to the top
whole florida crew feindin for the drop
so if we gon drop, then we gonna stay
we hear for the long con it’s okay
get all of these other frauds out the way
cause i’m lookin for wifey i’m not here to play

[verse 4: thermo]

pop like a fanta come get you a taste
baby it’s santa come hop in my sleigh
did all of this in one day
what can i say?
i’m doin me that’s okay
striking you out like i’m roger clemons
david told me to do four box lemons
been the teacher, you ain’t learned your lesson
the race has been on, c’mon start your engine
[outro: thermo & pop jesta]

she in my business like cia
big things is comin, tba
i’m goin monster, cda
turn these rapper to sandwich, pbj
i’m goin to harvard, mba
my nephew play for the nba
these verses not approved, fda
and that’s all that wolfgang gotta say



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