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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Milli
Flo Milli
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tamia Carter
Tamia Carter
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
Gabriel Berube
Gabriel Berube
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stuzzy
Stuzzy
Producer
Naif Alkhamri
Naif Alkhamri
Recording Engineer
Garrett Duncan
Garrett Duncan
Assistant Engineer
Patrick Gardner
Patrick Gardner
Assistant Producer
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Cardo
Cardo
Producer

Lyrics

He sayin' my shit amazin', like a drug, he tryna get faded I knew what it was, I was in love with a thug I got him missin' my touch Know I'm conceited, I had to block a nigga for a reason Tryna sell a dream, I tell him, "Beat it" Lost your favorite ho, I know you're heated (damn, right) Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah) I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost 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 most Shakin' ass, my body a Coke just like a model He gon' drink my shit straight out the bottle Bougie ho, I can't sip on Moscato So much money, I walk with a waddle If you snooze, you lose I ain't trippin', I keep him in twos He call me "Twin" 'cause he do what I do Thought it was sweet, I be countin' 'em blues (true) Like his number, he don't got a clue Come get your friend, I never use the pussy for revenge (no) Turn a hatin' bitch into a fan I won't go back and forth about a man (damn, right) Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah) I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho) Stop blowin' up my phone (uh) I know that you mad you lost your ho How it feel to lose a bad bitch? Damn, can you imagine? (Poof) I got a genie between my legs, my shit got him doin' magic If it's real, go and tat' it, play with his bitch, she turn into a savage I got plenty paper, you can add it, baby, I love when you grab it And my new nigga know how to feel (yeah), I tell ol' boy he need to heal (go heal) He tryna see if I'ma chill, ain't no mercy, I go for the kill (uh) He ain't never had a bitch like that, goin' tit-tat, yeah he met his match I'm kissin' bae in a black Maybach This nigga mad that he can't come back (can't come back) Stop blowin' up my phone (yeah) I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho) Stop blowin' up my phone (uh) I know that you mad you lost your ho (lost your ho) Yeah, lost your ho How it feel to lose a bad bitch? (Can you imagine?) I got a genie between my legs (Alright, let me hear that) Flo Milli shit
Writer(s): Ron Latour, Tamia Carter, Gab Brub, Gabriel Berube, Cardo Got Wings Cardo Got Wings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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