Wiz Khalifa – Early Mimosas Lyrics

Early Mimosas

Wiz Khalifa

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"Early Mimosas." - Wiz Khalifa

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 06:11 pm

Album: Wiz Owens

Track No: 06

Damn, just got a fresh order
We like that, haha, haha
Haha, you know what I'm talkin' about?
Uh
It's like what it is, you heard me?
You heard me? I know you heard me, uh
Just got dressed, say you comin' over
Sex on your mind, drinkin', you ain't sober
Baby, you the best, baby, you the coldest
Sex on the beach, early mimosas
Catch 'em off guard when we out, don't approach us
Dress in Dior, pose for your photos
We could have sex on a yacht if you want to
We could call up a private chef, bring lunch through
We could make our own little mess, clean it up too
I could make a song right now we could fuck to
Pull it out and do it right here in the bathroom
Got a **** in his feelings, sayin' that I love you
You a bad girl, don't know if I could trust you
You could take your time, slow it down, don't rush you
Been a long time, so you sayin' that it's special
You gon' make the best out of it if I let you
I'ma hit it like it's the first time I met you
You gon' hit my phone up, late-night textin'
I'ma hit you right back and answer your question
You gon' get the green light and no mo' stressin'
Ridin' in my car, it's like an old-school movie
We gon' go to my crib and roll more doobies
You don't gotta worry 'cause it's gon' go smoothly
Nine out of ten times, a girl gon' choose me
Hear 'em all the time, but your songs don't move me
Skinny **** in some all-gold jewelry
I can only have one, need a two-piece
She keep textin' 'bout what she wanna do to me
Gotta have kush or I'ma have mood swings
Roll my own joints, that's how I do things
I'm with real ****, that's what the truth brings
Don't accept lies, ask for the truth, please
You a bad girl, don't know if I could trust you
You could take your time, slow it down, don't rush you
Been a long time, so you sayin' that it's special
You gon' make the best out of it if I let you
I'ma hit it like it's the first time I met you
You gon' hit my phone up, late-night textin'
I'ma hit you right back and answer your question
You gon' get the green light and no mo' stressin'

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz.

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