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, uh (Haha, yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Four words I live by, "Fuck you, pay me" They take shots, but shit don't phase me Bitch, you a thot Don't even know you, so how you my opp? (Huh?) Can't even count all the looks that I got Can't even keep it if I wore it out He got some heart, but I'm breakin' it (Aw) Look at that fuck nigga pourin' it out (Haha, haha, haha) Think I'm his lady like Gaga, Gaga I like them niggas that stay with that fah-fah (Grrah) Diamonds, they on me, they dancin' like Cha Cha (Ooh) I'm ghostin' niggas, poof (Bye), voilà He want that na-na, I told him, "Nah, nah" Take me out shoppin', not Benihanas Cocaine from Paris, it's givin' Prada They got me fuckеd up, I'm fuckin' up commas (Okay)
I understand that I'm different Thеse bitches gon' talk, I'ma stay in they mentions, huh I understand that I'm different (Yeah) My back keep hurtin', I'm carryin' bitches (Uh-huh, uh-huh), okay Flip on a nigga like Cirque Du Soleil (Flip on that nigga) Pretty bitch, I got the ugliest traits (Hello) Back of the Wraith and we pullin' the tray Foot on your neck, I'ma make shit break
Kick a bitch out like I'm Guwop (Mwah) Every day, I find out it's a new opp (Mwah, mwah) Better give me my flowers like luau Make 'em sing to the pussy like Dua (Okay) Papi chula, I need mulla (I need money) Have 'em jumpin' through hoops like a hula (Jump) Bro, I'm slicker than Ricky the Ruler (I'm slick) Keep my bank accounts all from Bermuda Go Flo, flojo, passin' hoes, y'all bitches slo-mo Rose gold, wrist froze, Cartier feelin' like a snow cone (Ice) Long hair, coffee, nails, booty shorts, bracelets and bangles (Bangs) Hood bitch, real raw, gettin' money on ya head, fronto (Get that money)
I understand that I'm different These bitches gon' talk, I'ma stay in they mentions, huh I understand that I'm different (Yeah) My back keep hurtin', I'm carryin' bitches (Uh-huh, uh-huh), okay Flip on a nigga like Cirque Du Soleil (Flip on that nigga) Pretty bitch, I got the ugliest traits (Hello) Back of the Wraith and we pullin' the tray Foot on your neck, I'ma make shit break
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