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Hey Flo Milli shit, bitch Haha I feel like a pussycat doll I don't answer when he call (No) Keep that nigga on his toes and make sure you put up a wall (Shut up, nigga) I can't trust 'em, I don't love 'em (Uh-uh) We can't fuck without a rubber (Uh-uh) And my ass been gettin' fatter (Haha) You can see it in my walk (Hey) Her numbers low, to me she a joke Ooh, I might not get involved I can't kick it with these hoes I'm tryna ball like I'm a job I'm the H.B.I.C, she know I'm hot because she not (Bitch) They can't keep up with me But deep inside, they want my spot (Haha) Make a nigga blow a check on me (What?) Save his number under "We gon' see" (Haha) YSL, Gucci (Yeah), back it up, juvie He love my aura, when he with you he be bored (He love me) If he call, I press ignore I'm overseas in Bora Bora (Bye) Flo Milli shit, they know they ball but I ain't in the league (Flo Milli shit) SongtexteI'm makin' M's, I ain't got no time to make no enemies Bitch, I never gave a fuck Run up on me, you gon' be outta luck (Yeah, yeah) These bitches thinkin' they tough (Ho) Ho, don't make me call your bluff (Call your bluff) I feel like a pussycat doll I don't answer when he call Keep that nigga on his toes and make sure you put up a wall I can't trust 'em, I don't love 'em We can't fuck without a rubber And my ass been gettin' fatter You can see it in my walk (Haha) Her numbers low, to me she a joke Ooh, I might not get involved I can't kick it with these hoes (No) I'm tryna ball like I'm a job I'm the H.B.I.C, she know I'm hot because she not (What?) They can't keep up with me But deep inside, they want my spot (Haha) He said he like them natural This ain't no BBL Your boyfriend kiss and tell Treat me like a wishing well They lookin' at me like "Damn" (Aw) Don't you wanna be me now? (Yup) They know I came straight from the bottom Why they wanna see me fail? Pull up to the spot with a drop-top [?] we got the block hot (Can't do it like me) Bitches flexin' what they don't got Feel like Diddy, I'm on go and I won't stop (Bitch) Got my foot through the door, now I'm on top (Ho) Cut these bitches like a big chop (Bye) Rockin' Christian Dior like I never been poor (Ooh) I iced out my nose like I'm 2Pac I feel like a pussycat doll (I do) I don't answer when he call (Bye) Keep that nigga on his toes and make sure you put up a wall I can't trust 'em, I don't love 'em (Uh-uh) We can't fuck without a rubber (No) And my ass been gettin' fatter (Hey) You can see it in my walk Her numbers low, to me she a joke Ooh, I might not get involved I can't kick it with these hoes I'm tryna ball like I'm a job I'm the H.B.I.C, she know I'm hot because she not They can't keep up with me (No) But deep inside, they want my spot (Want my spot) Aus Songtexte Mania