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milaniaa monroe - spicy lyrics

i know that you’re pressed like d+ckies with the crease in it
and you’re weighed down like your weave with the grease in it
you cannot get under my skin

i’m the 800 pound gorilla with the heart of a lion
you’re so elementary with that play pretend
i’m just who the f+ck i say that i am
d+d+d+d+d+mn!
got your baby daddy want to put his fun dip in my yams
uh!
hit the kevin gates, its a jam+uh
in my own lane i aint jammed up
b+tch you’re playing games get blammed up
have your ass stomped by a bama
aka
under some timbs
call now b+tch i’m rollin with him
don’t be a jezebel you know that’s a sin
you aint never learned from your mama & them?
where them pretty girls that like to go ham?
send a b+tch to the moon when it comes to your man
(to your man?)
like you aint playing games as well
telling all them dudes “oh that boy just a friend”
mario that n+gga
i don’t know that n+gga
send his emotions up and down, yo+yo that n+gga
run a lap on his heart, flo+jo that n+gga
you a clown, bozo you gotta go my n+gga

pac in the booth
easy peasy with the juice
i’m glad to be me don’t give a f+ck about you
i know you’d trade a limb just to walk off in my shoes
girl thats your man?
watch him turn into my boo
i’m spicy
ha+ha+ha spicy
ha+ha+ha spicy

ice cream conversation
they all want the scoop
i be big chillin but you mad cus i’m cute
got n+ggas catching three freeways to come see me for a few
i can’t pick way too many i can choose
stay on it boy
if you snooze you lose
if dave east comes around everybody gotta move
me plus you
i’ll be dinner, that’s a mood
and i’m so la, but new york might be the move
i’m serious!
gangsta n+ggas keep me curious
i aint no city girl, but where the bag at?
period!
this the type of vibe make a n+gga get delirious
milking money out the n+gga
think i’m on my period
i don’t sell p+ssy for a dollar
you’re a idiot
make you beat off til you’re tired
h+ll nah you aint eating it
oh no no no
yall be playing games and sh+t
trying to domesticate the animal
wife me for the fame and sh+t
i need a milli by the summer
oh yes, i’m claiming it
fur coat at night
while i ghostride the whip

- milaniaa monroe lyrics

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