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flo milli - hot box lyrics

[verse 1]
hot box with a hot b+tch
we dropped the top, now all my b+tches topless
his name is travis, i’m giving him mosh pit, uh
he like how i shake it, it’s junk in the trunk
i don’t give a f+ck, i be calling him drunk
ruin his life ‘til he turn to a munk
ruin it, b+tch, you better ruin it
keep you a roster ‘til that n+gga persueing it
cover my name ‘cause your man tattooed it
i got him sticking to me like i glued it
i tell him “sue me,” like it’s [?]
cool it, cool it

[hook]
la la la la la, warm it up
la la la la la, the hoes are hating

[verse 2]
he brought his b+tch to see me at coach+lla
stalking online, but in person it’s wetter
he pressing mе, she must got a vandetta
go ask your n+gga who’s sucking it bettеr
ooh, eat it up papi
boy, you too neat to be eating it sloppy
f+cking me, could call it plug in the socket
think i’m in love with him, i’m in love with his wallet
d+mn, okay
whatchu gon’ do with it?
drive him crazy, like tesla i’m cruising it
he need milli, you know he persuing it
i’m in his mind, i can feel it, he losing it
i need that d+ck ándale, ship it
amazon prime, when i l!ck it, he dip it
dance like a stripper, make him wanna tip it
he wanna future, it’s about to get wicked
dumb ass b+tch, you a hatin’ ass hoe
if you feelin’ froggy, then jump, lil’ toad
laughing my way out of chase
with drew from your n+gga, reroute to the bank
jeans never fit ‘cause i don’t gotta waist
it’s giving body, in love with the face
[outro]
with drew from your n+gga, reroute to the bank

- flo milli lyrics

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