Ms. Bambada

Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?

Let's go Mike Damn here it go

Apple heated coal squares
Hookah on a silver plate

Âme rétro sour on the rocks
You my vibe bae

Apple bottoms
In bell bottoms

Yea you got em yea

Bootsy Collins
Stevie Wonder
Afrika Bambatta

Winter flower beauty cold
Seeing you is rare like snow
Where I'm from

When your out the city glows
Instant rhythm
Instant soul

Getting ready with yo live
On yo bathroom sink
Got yo fenty on yo eyes
It's a bright matte pink

Took yo time
Now it's time
Fuck what people think

Fuck the time
It's your time
Fuck what people thinking

Giving me queen vibes like Aretha
Giving me the vibes likes Ibiza

Made a song about you
keys smoking on hookah
Treadway getting some Pizza

Apple heated coal squares
Hookah on a silver plate

Âme rétro sour on the rocks
You my Vibe Bae

Apple bottoms
In bell bottoms
Yea you got em yea

Bootsy Collins
Stevie Wonder
Afrika Bambatta

Winter flower beauty cold
Seeing you is is rare like snow
Where I'm from
In Florida

When your out the city glows
Instant rhythm
Instant soul
Instant soul yea

Call you spirit cause you fly bitch
I hope I'm really on your fly list

Was waiting for you like the ones hit
Rare like some blood diamonds

Stim Stimmy get behind this
Can you can you rewind this

Booty so big it's blinding
And in your eyes I'm finding me

Apple heated coal squares
Hookah on a silver plate

Âme rétro sour on the rocks
You my vibe bae

Apple bottoms
In bell bottoms

Yea you got em yea

Bootsy Collins
Stevie Wonder
Afrika Bambatta bae

Instant Soul Yea
Instant soul yea
Instant soul yea
Instant soul yea
Lady (Yea yea)

Girl when I'm out I admit I look for you
Bought some new clothes just to show them off for you

Bentley Bentayga came all from bitcoin
Looks I can't avoid it riding in the city

You next to me in this whip is so pretty
You so fine and I'm so handsome and black

Me and you like the Huxtables on crack
Me and you Ms. Bambada where you at?

Can't pay no mind because your budget right
Can't phase a lady

Twist your waist like twist tie
Can I be the D in your lady yea

Nag Champa cuz your scent light
Smelling like a lady

Instant soul
You my lady yea

Instant soul
Lady yea
Instant soul lady yea



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Nathan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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