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Got The Juice `Flo Milli`

Might as well go stream my music (Ho) Bitch, it's me, I got the juice, take a lot to lose my cool If you beef with me, bitch, we gon' beef forever, fuck a truce Anyways, I feel like Breezy, she called

New Me (Feat. Anycia) `Flo Milli`

Hit that ho with a two-piece Hoes tryna fake kick it like Bruce Lee Just got a new coupe, it got two seats I don't let shit slide like toosie And a bitch gettin' paper like loose leaf Have a ho catch a

Understand `Flo Milli`

Blow, blow-blow out a cloud of smoke, hypnotized, symbolized (Bugz on the beat) Blow, blow-blow out a cloud of smoke, hypnotized Flo Milli shit Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh

Toast `Flo Milli`

your ho) Stop blowin' up my phone (Uh) I know that you mad you lost your ho (Lost your ho) Every day I'ma wake up and toast (Yeah) Livin' good, I don't gotta post (Gotta post) In your hood, I'm doin' the

Not Sorry `Flo Milli`

Not sorry If I broke your heart, I'm not sorry (No) Stop fallin' (Ah) Hear the streets callin' (Callin') My Nokia can't pick up, he toxic (Yeah) I'm not sorry, not sorry Can't help I'm the life of the

Conceited (Feat. Lola Brooke, Maiya The Don) `Flo Milli`

myself, I'm conceited (Huh) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Wow) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Huh) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Yeah) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Huh) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Flo

Lay Up `Flo Milli`

might end up on Getty Say I love when you tell me I'm pretty Baby, I need that shit on demand It's a wave when you bust, I might ride it again No, I don't wanna meet your friends As long as you say you got

Life Hack `Flo Milli`

these other hoes, no, I ain't basic You say you need some medicine, I let you taste it (Come and taste) Tryna find another me, ain't no replacin' Don't wanna go, don't wanna leave (Don't wanna leave) I got

Clap Sum `Flo Milli`

'em drown (Ooh) Pounds, let's got to town (Go) Blew through the bag like the money at Magic It's money all over the ground (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin', clap somethin

Can't Stay Mad `Flo Milli`

Best I ever had Yeah (Catour, fuck it up) When you love me like that (Love like that) The best I ever had (Ever had) You take me out my attitude (Out my att') I cannot stay mad at you (Mad at you) Mad,

Fruit Loop `Flo Milli`

He left you, guess I'm a magician I can't let him go if I like how he please me Bae hit the spot, makе me sing like the BeeGees Uh, makе me sing like the BeeGees Tryna talk big but he got a lil' pee

bloodonmyhands (Feat. Flo Milli) `Tate McRae`

I got some blood on my hands I got some blood on my hands I got some blood on my hands (Mm) Held you in the night I kept all your secrets in a vault inside my mind I was so prepared to let you cross all

Never Lose Me (Feat. SZA, Cardi B) `Flo Milli`

When we fuckin', it feel like a movie Raw bitch, ain't never been a groupie Stiff on a ho, I like my nigga bougie (Yeah) Tell me you don't never wanna lose me I ain't a bitch you hit up when you finally got

B.T.W `Flo Milli`

Uh Yeah, uh I go on and on You bitches can't stand how I last so long I must've had super powers Put in work, I been in the booth a thousand hours Check his numbers, better do the math Nigga might be homeless

Tell Me What You Want `Flo Milli`

Uh Call me Flo Milli, I be flowin', yeah Skinny thick, pockets on Samoans, woo I be really rappin', y'all be hoein', damn Michael Jackson, ho, I'm the baddest, uh Fuck around, he might go get it tatted

Neva (Feat. Monaleo) `Flo Milli`

Shut the fuck up) Never in my life been a hater-turned-fan (Bitch) Never in my life will I change the way I am Never in my life wore another nigga chain (Nope) Never in my life spoke on another bitch's

Gripper (Feat. T-Pain) `Flo Milli`

lie, he know that I want him, he see right through me like HD Showin' me off, he know I'm cold, I feel like this nigga AC He want a future, nigga ain't mine, better go buy me a AP He eat it up in the

Nasty Dancer `Flo Milli`

Ooh Ayy Flo Milli shit I make him do what I want But he like it when I take over If he younger than me, he a sugar baby I can't fuck with that boy 'til he older (No) In love with the cat, give him Doja

BGC `Flo Milli`

This the bad, bad, bad girls club This the bad, bad, bad girls club V-I-P in the Bad Girls Club Real, real bad, give a damn who judge Fake ass friends can't show no love Look at my girl, bitch we look

Edible (Feat. Gunna) `Flo Milli`

Know the cookie good, but it's gon' hit you like an edible Tryna shoot the club up with a cannon, he's incredible First rich baby daddy in Miami, I'm unstoppable I ain't had no good dick in some months

DUH! `Flo Milli`

He tryna cut like surgeon One thing for certain, bitch, know I'm clean as detergent You hoes is done, close the curtain That shit ain't workin', bitch, you as fake as your Birkin I'm rich right now, I

Whole Family (Feat. Flo Milli) `Saucy Santana`

granny a (Ho) Yo' whole family full of (Hoes) Bitch, you did yo' toes Rockin' thеm hand-me-down clothes Lil' slut, you po' I get a hundred for show and for pussy on yo' nigga nose (He ain't talkin' 'bout) Flo

Diana (feat. Flo Milli) `Tee Grizzley`

Fanta (Lean in it) The badder the bitch, the more she hate the camera The baddest lil' bitches gon' drive you bananas (Gon' drive you bananas) Won't leave you no trust like you Tony Montana You need

Why Lie? `Skepta, Flo Milli`

two, she's saved by the bell It took her a couple of hours or two, but she came out her shell (Ah) I can spend a couple of hours with you, but then I got to go (He got to go) I know you be busy, but

Plain (Feat. Lily Allen & Flo Milli) `BENEE`

nothing on me Hope she stays the hell away I don't wanna see her What a shame, your girl's so plain She's got nothing on me Hope she stays the hell away I don't wanna see her [Post-Chorus: Lily

Dirty Work (Feat. Flo Milli) `aespa`

I made my own lane Yeah Rebel or die, they always hating Set ‘em on fire, show me your face Yeah And I don’t really care if you like me, like me I don’t really wanna play nicely, nicely I got

Key to the City `Juice`

Still got that key to the city....

Milli Talk `21 Lil Harold`

Uh-huh (Phew) [Chorus] Say, Lambo' door go up high on you bitches I got money to the sky, who you trickin'?

Pimp Juice `Nelly`

Ooooooooh [Nelly] + (Ron Isley) I\'m still in that, seventy-four, the Coupe in DeVille Still got the seats, the leather, wood on the wheel (won\'tcha) One touch on my sunroof ?

A Milli `Pop Stars United`

and leak on the sheet of the tablet In my mind 'cause I don't write shit 'cause I ain't got time 'cause my seconds minutes hours go to the all mighty dollar And the all mighty power of that ch ch ch ch