
undrground mlf - mlf lyrics
blunt up to my face don’t need a case i need to calm down
come up to my face and imma have to put the palm down
got a little money so she thinking she can ball now
she gon’ run it up and i’ll be laughing when she fall down
baddie from the valley make em rally like i came home
i ain’t living good my hood still got a couple pay phones
singing from my soul i bet they hear me in vallejo
all you b+tches bored to deaf so i ain’t hearing what you say hoe
imma busy woman so don’t act like i got free time
if i make a point to see you
better make it about me time
working all thеse hoes
yeah, thеy be mad that i am bossy
but those birds don’t want no beef
so go ahead and salad toss me up
yeah
he a eater
then f+ck me hard in his brand new two seater
i won’t do either
you drunk in my sh+t
no, i don’t wanna meet her
yo mama called your phone
said, when we coming home
but your face between my legs
i had the case of all the moans
been gone now i’m back
and they notice ya
you already want it, yeah
you know when i’m h+rny
how you know when i’m h+rny
call me when you want it
but please don’t leave your phone by my face
if you not gonna let me go through it
cause b+tch, i might do it
i don’t give a f+ck
that’s why these hoes can never hoe me
they be f+cking on your man
and they be acting like your homie
b+tch, you made your bed
now go and cry up in your pillow
while you acting like you’re rich
but not your house foreclosed on zillow
cigarillo in her mouth
milfy , shout me out
i ain’t posted on your stories
i ain’t giving you no clout
where you gonna turn me up
in neverland, i’m peter pan
hook em, then i leave em
swear them boys ain’t never stood a chance
eyes telling lies, never get a second glance
(they love me in the club)
i make b+tches do they money dance
(they love me in the club)
i make b+tches come right out they pants
(they love me in the club)
i make b+tches get they money bands
(money grants, money brands)
girl, close your hands and pray to jesus
for that money, man
shawty, be my dinner
yeah, i came to get a plate of yams
naked in my room
saying, milfy , i’m your biggest fan
taxin’ for my time
latina uncle sam
a sweeter fantasy
come to me to be in candyland
saying, i can’t take your man
(dms saying that i can)
i’m built like i got turbos
why you built like you a minivan
i can see the green inside your eyes
like you envy me
but why the f+ck you envy
on the ending of a tragedy
can’t pay the way to say
you finally got the upper hand on me
cause if i brought them blows boy bet a b+tch can’t lay a hand on me
sad girl, dark and damaged
still ain’t average like an anime
dirty, broken open
still gon’ make you man a fan of me
lifted, twisted, gifted
and all the ways they keep describing me
and i’m reaching for the ceiling like the demons keep reviving me, yeah
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