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flo milli - no face lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, oh
flo milli, sh+t

[chorus]
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face
no face, no case
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face (yeah)
no face, no case
[verse 1]
ridin’ ’round in ‘bama, got these n+ggas in rotation (haha)
i ain’t gotta rap, you know p+ssy rule the nation
i’m the type to make my sugar daddy take his t++th out (ooh)
i’m in happy hills, got my n+ggas with the b’s out
i’m the sh+t, i hop in the lam’ and i go
i would’ve told you that i been that b+tch
but i know that you already know
he finna treat me right ’cause i’m a lady
but i got him f+ckin’ me like i’m a ho
it ain’t n0body who do it like milli
it ain’t n0body who hotter than flo
it ain’t no question wit’ me
’cause you know i’ma ride and shoot who be tellin’ the lies
she say it’s smoke while i’m givin’ you somethin’
just see, so b+tch, don’t come outside
she like, “send the addy, lol”
what the f+ck, you tried
stupid b+tch, get up off my d+ck (ho)
on my ig live
i’m the sh+t, these b+tches tryna clone me
high like whitney houston, now i feel like every woman
i style, i’m the tea, hoes play, iced out
boy, you late, lights out

[chorus]
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face
no face, no case
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face (go)
put that p+ssy on his face (yeah)
no face, no case
[verse 2]
ridin’ ’round in ‘bama, got these n+ggas in rotation
i ain’t gotta rap, you know p+ssy rule the nation (it do)
i’m the type to make my sugar daddy take his t++th out
i’m in happy hills, got my n+ggas with the b’s out
ain’t n0body like me, girl, these n+ggas don’t excite me
see you tryna bite me, you can’t do it, you ain’t nike
i could be yo’ freak up in the sheets, but you can’t wife me
’cause you wet, it feel like a lace
it’s a flood, he open the gate
i wake up and i bake
sit the [?] lowkey be right on his face
when he eat it, i’ma ask, “how it taste?”
give it to me when [?]



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