- Flo Milli May I 歌詞
- Flo Milli
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Flo Milli shit
Make a thirsty nigga wanna chase me (ooh)
Bitch, Im lit, I wonder can he face me (Im lit)
Only laugh on the way to the bank, see (hahaha)
I want money so fuck you, pay me (bitch)
Ball like a pro and girl, you just a scrimmage
Play with these bands, nigga, your money timid (haha)
Im winnin, on your man mind like a fitted (yeah)
This pussy V.I.P. and he cant get in it (lil hoe)
Coupe been like Im rockin shit for take off (ooh)
I put in work, Im makin bitches take a day off
Finesse and givin hoes a reason to hate for
My niggas clutch with the shot like a playoff
Im not your bestie, not your sis (eww)
Im not the one, I am that bitch
Its slow for these hoes
I got em mad, they so dramatic
Want my spot but they cant have it
This smoke for free though
May I kick a lil somethin for the Gs
And take your nigga only for the weekend
Late night creepin aint no cuffin
Ion keep em, send your nigga back home
I said may I kick a lil somethin for the Gs
And wake up to the money while you sleepin (yeah)
Flexin on a dummy hoe
If it aint bout the money, I wont pick up the phone (bye)
Got these hoes on my case (what?)
Tell these hoes 'Not today' (bitch)
All this drip aint for free so you hoes gotta pay
Why your nigga in my face? Play his ass like 2K
You know Flo got that flavor, yourman wanna taste (wanna taste)
Pay me ties when I step in the building
I need my bands from the floor to the ceiling
Commit to no nigga, money too appealing (fuck a nigga)
What the fuck I look like catchin feelings?
Yeah, they mad, Im on top and Im chilling
Got em look up to me like these hoes is my children (I just shit on em)
Fashion week, I made a killing
Numbers goin up, breakin the charts on a billion
If you aint lovin, now you do times two
Im wit your daddy gettin nasty like the 2 Live Crew
Word to Stevie, they cant see me like Do I Do (see me)
And if you cross me, I wont hesitate to shit on you, bitch
May I kick a lil somethin for the Gs
And take your nigga only for the weekend (where he at?)
Late night creepin aint no cuffin (aint no cuffin)
Ion keep em, send your nigga back home
I said may I kick a lil somethin for the Gs
And wake up to the money while you sleepin
Flexin on a dummy hoe
If it aint bout the money, I wont pick up the phone
May I kick a lil somethin for the Gs
And take your nigga only for the weekend
Late night creepin and Im cuffin
Ion keep em, send your nigga back home
I said may I kick a lil somethin for the Gs
And wake up to the money while you sleepin
Flexin on a dummy hoe
If it aint boutthe money
I wont pick up the phone (period) (pick up the phone)
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