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flo milli - in the party lyrics

[intro]
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
flo milli sh-t
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
b-tch i’m from alabama

[chorus]
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
yea b-tch i got your man an an
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
since you bad, hoe, come catch him if you ca- a- an

[refrain]
flo milli sh-t, hoe
flo milli sh-t

[verse 1]
yeah, d-cks up when i step up in the party (hey)
yo main dude wanna feel on my body (he do)
and if i take i him
b-tch, i won’t say i’m sorry (h-ll nah)
i do what i want
don’t report to n0body (huh)
i’m a bad b-tch
don’t let ‘em tell you (what)
that i’m average (yea)
ex dude mad ‘cause he can’t have it (yea)
he think i miss him (yea, yea)
don’t want him a tad bit (f-ck him)
if he take a hit of this
i know he addicted (h-llo)
i’m a boss so he ain’t no -ssistance
i think he like the fact that i’m gifted
i just do me
i don’t need no permission (i do what i want)
a bad b-tch with no morals (yea)
i’m sinning (yea)
lord forgive me you know my intentions (please)
family don’t like the way that i’m living
but they didn’t raise me
so f-ck they opinion
yea he gon’ off the perc
now he raising his meat
i don’t think that’s a n-gga that you wanna keep (huh)
‘cause he give me brain like every other week (he do)
i smoked all his weed
and i told him to leave (goodbye)
use him for his money that’s all that i need (yea)
when i see him in public (yea)
i don’t even speak
and if he ask to f-ck
ima charge him a fee (money)
baby you outta luck if he coming with me

[chorus x2]
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
yea b-tch i got your man an an
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
since you bad, hoe, come catch him if you ca- a- an

[refrain]
flo milli sh-t, hoe
flo milli sh-t

[verse 2]
i-i-it’s a bad b-tch with a tat
her -ss fat throw it back (go, go)
they be like flo milli who is that (what)
i mean who else gone come with it back to back (n0body)
making hits in my sleep like a heart attack (yea)
yeah, lil hoe get into that
i just woke up and i broke the internet (oh my god)
i won’t beef with you hoes on the internet
p-ss the gun to my bro
he gon’ handle that
shoot at the crib where you mammy at
we f-ck around leave her handicap
play with my dog ima interact (yea)
you n-ggas p-ssy like kitty cat (bye)
and we don’t give a d-mn if you trying to hit back
i could make you madder
you need to relax
i’m a dog but i treat a n-gga like my pet
he gon’ doggy peddle
‘cause he know i get wet
and he trip ‘cause i never respond to his text (huh)
that n-gga ain’t good for nothing but some head
it’s a whole lotta d-cks in this party
ak-47 ’bout to catch a body
yea
he got two b-tches in the party
my n-ggas about to catch a body
yea

[refrain]
flo milli sh-t, hoe
flo milli sh-t

[chorus x2]
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
yea b-tch i got your man an an
(la, la, la, la, la, la)
since you bad, hoe, come catch him if you ca- a- an

- flo milli lyrics

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