Mirror Mirror

Album cover art for "Mirror Mirror" by Yung Mavu & Valee

Yung Mavu & Valee - Rap, België/Belgique

Mirror Mirror

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[Intro: Yung Mavu] (Hah, hah) (Flicky, flicky) I just split the check, I gave the half check to my youngin' (To my youngin', to my youngin') Gave the half check to my youngin' (To my, to my) Yeah [Chorus: Yung Mavu] Yo' bitch bought a beamer just to see me on her walls Mirror, mirror tell me who the flyest of them all Then Yung Mavu kill you, know that nigga pull up with the sauce They don't want to see him in the trap, they hate the way he ball And I just split a check, I gave the half straight to my youngin' Don't be coming for me when you know your time is coming I said that I won't break up, she knew that I was bluffin' I gave that bitch some therapy, I told her just to cut it [Verse 1: Yung Mavu] I just count it up, I just run it up All that money always comе my way and I can't get enough Had to switch the flow, thе voice, she know this shit ain't regular And I know what time it is when she hittin' my cellular I got stamina, man, I told ya I'm Poseidon Need my plaques up on the wall in gold like El Dorado Nobody that can stop me, beat the opps, just like I'm Bobby Though she hit me in the DM, ain't no need for me to slide (Skrrr) Know I rock the bag, just like AC/DC This nigga gettin' hot, turn up the AC Got too many hoes to pick, I might just go to Emma, Casey, Lisa or I'll end up with Amy (Or who?) [Chorus: Yung Mavu] Yo' bitch bought a beamer just to see me on her walls Mirror, mirror tell me who the flyest of them all Then Yung Mavu kill you, know that nigga pull up with the sauce They don't want to see him in the trap, they hate the way he ball And I just split a check, I gave the half straight to my youngin' Don't be coming for me when you know your time is coming I said that I won't break her, she knew that I was bluffin' I gave that bitch some therapy, I told her just to cut em' [Verse 2: Valee] I'm like, "Mirror, mirror", these Amiri's should be bigger I'm in Gucci low-tops like a skater, tryna land a trick here I'm in Versace verbatim, why you wearin' that here? I lost my socks in your bitch, she been wearin' swimwear Front, back, been there In Off-White, but it's not white at all (Uh, duh, yeah) Shop online, I'm not finna hit the mall (Uh, duh, yeah) 65 thousand dollars on (Uh, real, yeah) Spend a lot of guap, this bitch gon' drip My bitch really wet, but not with suds I'm might give him back his bitch, she ain't for me (Duh, yeah) And I got the stick on me, no ADT, let me be [Chorus: Yung Mavu] Yo' bitch bought a beamer just to see me on her walls Mirror, mirror tell me who the flyest of them all Then Yung Mavu kill you, know that nigga pull up with the sauce They don't want to see him in the trap, they hate the way he ball And I just split a check, I gave the half straight to my youngin' Don't be coming for me when you know your time is coming I said that I won't break up, she knew that I was bluffin' I gave that bitch some therapy, I told her just to cut em

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Credits

Writers
  • Valee
  • Yung Mavu