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letra de mini me - tobe nwigwe

[intro: tobe nwigwe]
yeah
mm
let me talk to ’em

[verse 1: tobe nwigwe]
look, peter pan to these lost boys, they follow me
keep a heaper heap for those who creep with no apologies
speak for those who seek to be at peace with dough, wahalla beats
found peace inside monogamy, you peekin’ at the prophecy, uh
i am the one filled with [?]
but from where they ball in part, they ’round my whole city
on god, i seen sh-lls fly in broad day
had me leggin’ prostrate, thank yahweh ain’t none hit me
fat just had my son indeed but a small catch
is that i’ve had sons, just not out my b-llsack
fall back, i bе appalled that
all that i’ve done for my sons don’t gеt wall plaques
look, i should walk up in the room and see up on the wall
greatest father figure of ’em all
not because i’m cold and i need to ball
for my southern draw, i should get applause
for the fact i father every one of y’all
literally, yeah, don’t belittle me
put your hands together, say a prayer, player
don’t forget to mention me, thank yah that he sent for me
and i’ll continue to have empathy for all my mini me’s, uh
[chorus: tobe nwigwe & fat]
yeah, you’re my mini me ([?])
yeah, you’re my mini me ([?])
yeah, you’re my mini me ([?])
nah, yeah ([?])
you are my mini me ([?])
you are my mini me, yeah ([?])
you are my mini me ([?])
heheheh, nah, for real ([?])

[verse 2: dame d.o.l.l.a.]
d.o.l.l.a., uh, yeah, only makes sense for d.o.l.l.a. to reproduce
did the garden labor myself, baby skinnied the fruit
where i’m from they subconsciously put the bees in you
eat or be eaten, sweet or get you a sweeter tooth, uh
taught me keep it two, now i’m teachin’ twos
want my son to rule the world, i’ma tweak the rules
say my next should keep some jewels, but i disagree
degree ain’t more powerful than the jewels i’ma leave
forty-six chromosomes, favor in twenty-three
the ones that come from me is just a different breed
like, they ain’t come from out my sack, i slid ’em out my sleeve
first trust fund babies that’s gon’ behave as kings
keep your head up high but don’t bump it on the sky
uh, confidence is key, boy, you come from a line
don’t make me tap your wrist, make sure you know the time
it’s inside of your behavior, screamin’ at your mind
tell ’em roll out the red carpet, we special people
and we don’t see n0body as less or equals
boy, times change, keep the energy
we pray on enemy and never let him take our inner peace, ooh
[chorus: tobe nwigwe & fat]
yeah, you’re my mini me ([?])
yeah, you’re my mini me ([?])
yeah, you’re my mini me ([?])
nah, yeah ([?])
you are my mini me ([?])
you are my mini me, yeah ([?])
you are my mini me ([?])
heheheh, nah, for real ([?])

- tobe nwigwe

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