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Street Candid

by Mimo

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1.
Papa Was 02:48
Papa was a rolling stone Now I got stones on my rollie And you wanna know How am I rolling Cause shit don't make no sense You just saw me glance Working hard dirty dirty to pay rent, yeah What are the chances I'm shining, I'm classy to the bone You hating, you struggling You sulking in your corner 2+2 keep counting Can you connect the dots? Cause you can't tell me what is true From what is not Like why I need to justify, why I dress fly Why I need to tell you Why I'll blow your mind African Queens on my dolla bills All my villains will keep it real If you show your grills We ain't got no chill If you wanna chill take a seat By the window Do yourself a favor Listen to some Mimo Sipping on some vino, yeah we know How to kill you softly With that sweet funky music Yeah, yeah, yeah We got the sweet funky music Papa was a rolling stone, now I got stones Papa was a rolling stone, now I got stones Papa was a rolling stone, now I got stones Papa was a rolling stone and I got stoned Back in MTL city Serving tea and coffee I'm so sick of this shit Can I pour it on me? Can I talk to your god Ask for me and my dreams Line is always busy Switched my phone company Now my glory's shining all right And we do this every night Cause I got the sweet funky music I got the sweet funky music, yeah yeah Oh Papa was a rolling stone, now I got Papa was a rolling stone, now I got Papa was, Papa was oh ah Papa was a rolling stone, now I got Papa was a rolling stone, now I got Papa was, Papa was oh Papa was a rolling stone and I got stones now
2.
Millie, Millie Why you so shady? Standing on the corner and asking for a dollar But I know what your dollar for I know what your dollar for Millie, Millie Why you so shady? Standing on the corner and asking for a dollar But I know what your dollar for I know you eyeing me Saying I'm just like you You just like me, but we ain't from the same tree We ain't from the same tree I know you eyeing me But saying I'm just like you, woh woh You just like me, we ain't from the same tree Oh, no Why you have to make them feel Feel so good, so good, yeah Oh, why you have to make them feel So good? So good Millie, Millie Why you so shady? Standing on the corner and asking for Millie, Millie Why you so shady? I know what your dollar for Millie, Millie Why you so shady? Millie, Millie
3.
I got my whiskey You got your red wine Don’t start with your shit You know I ain’t got no time You want me to polish You want that pretty sound Don’t start with your shit You know I hate when you put me down It’s me and my blues, the dirty one The one I lay with At the bottom of my Whiskey, yeah It’s me and my blues, the dirty one The one I lay with At the bottom of my Whiskey, yeah I got my own story And you got yours Don't start with your shit You know we don't have to pit against each other My brother I know you see something But that ain't me No need for that glory I just want my good old sound It’s me and my blues, the dirty one The one I lay with At the bottom of my Whiskey, yeah It’s me and my blues, the dirty one The one I lay with At the bottom of my Whiskey My heart so cold I drink everything neat Your heart so blunt You make everything bleed My heart so cold I drink everything neat Your heart so blunt You make everything bleed My heart so cold I drink everything neat Your heart so blunt You make everything bleed My heart so cold I drink everything neat Your heart so blunt You make everything bleed My heart so cold I drink everything neat Your heart so blunt You make everything bleed My heart so cold I drink everything neat Your heart so blunt You make everything bleed My heart so cold I drink everything neat I drink everything neat I drink everything neat
4.
Daydreaming 02:56
I dream of a world where I can curse and be elegant Where I can hide and be relevant Where my skin doesn’t define who I am I dream of a world Where I can be woman and man Where it’s ok to wear your pain Where my hair doesn’t attract their hand Daydreaming in my stroller Keep pushing, we’re getting closer I’m happy we have each other Hold my hand still So when I win We win together I dream of a world Where my baby bro Can be who he is Cause he loves the flow And he loves the feels And I love him more Than nobody will I dream of a world Where we all can eat Uni or shitty mac and cheese Just as long as we all sitting here, yeah Just as long as everybody cheers Daydreaming in my stroller Keep pushing, we’re getting closer I’m happy we have each other Hold my hand still So when I win We win together Daydreaming in my stroller Keep pushing, we’re getting closer I’m happy we have each other Hold my hand still So when I win So when I win When I win Been dreaming, dreaming in my strolla-lo la Been dreaming, dreaming in my strolla-la la I been dreaming, dreaming I been dreaming, dreaming I been dreaming in my strolla-lo la la la Dreaming, dreaming in my strolla-lo la I Been dreaming in my strolla-lo la la la I been dreaming, dreaming I been dreaming, dreaming In my strollo-lo, in my strollo-lo la In my strolla-lo la lo la I been dreaming in my stroller Keep pushing Keep pushing We're getting closer, closer, closer
5.
You robbed me from the melodies I used to play Sweet voice of yours I can never replay You robbed me from all the memories You robbed me from all the things I feel You fucked it up for every kind man out there I’m disgusted with the way you flipped on me So many personalities Which one's lying to me which one's missing me Missing you was the only reason I called You said bruh stop lying with your hidden truth I said that’s the truth What’s wrong with you? You ask what do I need from you I said you I simply said you You said do whatever you need to do To get over me cause I been done with you Oh, you been gone, really you’re done? You like to see me suffer I hear it in your laughter I’m hearing your texts blazing You typing fast Told all your friends that bitch still calling Probably recording my confession For your next studio session Make it a good hit Make it a good one Probably will put you on Bet you can't get this magic shit nowhere else What a waste What a waste What a waste What a fucking waste of beautiful skin What a waste of beautiful lips What a waste of hope and faith in love What a waste of opening up What a waste of someone who actually knows how to dress What a waste of a man who knows how to care For a woman Who’s hurting What a waste of a good man What a waste of a good man I have to pretend I never heard of you Oh, so you know him? No I don’t I have to pretend I never heard of your songs
6.
Salty 01:55
Why you gotta be so jealous of their doing? It takes nothing out of you, my darling Why you gotta spit on their success? Baby, it doesn’t make you less Sprinkle it, sprinkle it All that shit Sprinkle it, sprinkle it On your shit Maybe it would taste flavorful Sprinkle it, sprinkle it All that shit Sprinkle it, sprinkle it On your shit Maybe it would taste better Complaining, complaining over frustration Competition should be your motivation Work on your craft some more Your talk-shit is a bore That’s why you get triggered by others Doing better than you wish you would Sprinkle it, sprinkle it All that shit Sprinkle it, sprinkle it On your shit Maybe it would taste flavorful Sprinkle it, sprinkle it All that shit Sprinkle it, sprinkle it On your shit Maybe it would taste better Nothing Oh, nothing Nothing compares to you
7.
Harlem Flat 03:12
I need a I need a Been hustling since the AM Since I put my foot here Sweating like Miss Piggy Fun American dream Working hard to be broke Money strokes Cause she got expensive rates And I got expensive taste So spiteful she is Chewing you up Spitting you out on a sunny day Business casual And she feisty, she's angry I feed her rent money But she still still still hungry I need a fur coat And some high boots I need a new car And some nice jewels Ain't got a penny And I'm still looking good But I'm cold in my Harlem flat I need a fur coat And some high boots I need a new car And some nice jewels Ain't got a penny And I'm still looking good But I'm cold Heard you call my name So I came out here With my suitcase full or dreams And some heartaches too They said I would make it big If I banged on the door Of that beautiful city that they call New York Bitch, fix that attitude It's a luxury just To be hanging out with you To be paying all your dues And I'm praising you all day But you keep complaining While I'm still still still hungry I need a fur coat And some high boots I need a new car And some nice jewels Ain't got a penny And I'm still looking good But I'm cold in my Harlem flat I need a fur coat And some high boots I need a new car And some nice jewels Ain't got a penny And I'm still looking good But I'm cold I need a (Do you need all of that?) I need a (But do you need all of that?) I need a I don't need a lot of things to be happy I need a I don't need none of that (I need a) See I don't need none of that (I need a) I just want to keep my cold Harlem flat
8.
I come from the land of poutine And low self-esteem And every body screams When there's a goal But what team are we cheering for I don't know I don't know (The losing one of course) I'm from up north Born in the coldest snow With maple trees around No beaches, no sand So next time you come around With that exotic bullshit I got that tan you like I dance Samba Pero no gracias Never been to the Bahamas Black rose in a city full of white sheeps Was told there's something weird about me I get it I see it But next time you come around With that exotic bullshit Just know I'm a cold hearted biche You're exotic too, eh? Where your great-gran-grans came from Before they stole this shit?
9.
Mellow Mimo 03:54
You left me dry With all those dreamy lies You left me dry With those lying eyes How can you ask me how I'm doing? Stupid man, stupid man, stupid man I'm doing what I can Oh, how they love Mimo When she’s mellow, mellow, mellow Oh, how they love Mimo Only when she’s mellow, mellow, mellow You left me high With those crazy expectations Who do you think you are? To ask for comprehension How can you pass me by No salutations? Stupid me, stupid me, stupid me guided By my undeserved empathy Oh, how they love Mimo When she’s mellow, mellow, mellow Oh, how they love Mimo Only when she’s mellow, mellow, mellow Only when she's mellow Why? Why? You love me when I'm mellow Low, low It's only when I'm mellow Mellow Mimo, mo ma ma Oh, it's only when Only when I'm low, low Why is it that you love me Why is it that you only love me When I'm mellow When I'm mellow Low, low la Only when Only when Only when she's mellow
10.
Nod & Smile 03:19
Darkness is creeping Evil is walking Darkness is creeping Evil is talking You better look good when they come for you You better look nice, dripping in ice I wear my shades in the club like it’s 1995 I’m real high, clothes fly Hips swigging from the left to the right That’s right Don’t pop pills I pop style And I’m never out of it Cause I made it, I built this I walk like I own this Don’t doubt this And I’m mashing the city, JB's way You can get with it or maybe look the other way We stay stunning, grinding Motherfucking hustling 'til we dead sleeping Counting sheeps one by one Jumping in my bank account While I’m whistling and monkeying around Educated apes on your marble grounds But these sweet grapes aren’t for your filthy mouths So you can close that You can walk back Give my respect to your momma And your handsome dad Nod and smile When in doubt, when in doubt, huh You should nod and smile When in doubt, when in doubt, yeah You should nod and smile When in doubt, when in doubt, yeah You should nod and smile I wear my shades in the club like it’s 1994 I'm real sore and tired to the core The city is ill, Matic They scared to look, not scared to kill They dancing with automatics And you want explaining Why the people's singing Why the people's thinking So you can point fingers And pull triggers It’s way easier To blame me And my sisters But would you look inside you to get bigger Oh, would you look inside you to get realer It’s the rule of three First you’ll dislike me Second you’ll ask your friends if they heard of me And third, you’ll start biting me (where the food at?) You’ll keep asking for me (where she at?) You’ll want some more of me (gimme that) But this dick ain’t free (it ain't hard to tell) Nod and smile When in doubt, when in doubt, huh You should nod and smile When in doubt, when in doubt, yeah You should nod and smile When in doubt, when in doubt, yeah You should nod and smile You better look good when they come for you (nod and smile) You better look fly when they come for your guy (nod and smile) With your Jays on and your chains on, yeah Oh, you think you will change their minds? Na na na I wear my shades in the club like it's 1994 (nod and smile) I wear my shades in the club like it's 1996 (nod and smile) I wear my shades in the club like it's 1999 (nod and smile) I wear my shades in the club like it's right now Street Candid

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released March 18, 2020

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Mimo New York, New York

Montreal-born and New York-based music artist Mimo reps Harlem and the 514 on the daily. When it comes to music, Lo-Fi vibes, flowing poetry, Neo-Soul—with an alternative R&B feel may be the closest terms to define her sound. Mimo’s style is essentially a blend of heartfelt music, reflecting her essence: something she casually calls “Street Jazz.” ... more

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