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Correct In The Party Lyrics
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Flo Milli
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Correct In The Party
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[Intro] (La, la, la, la, la, la) Flo Milli shit (La, la, la, la, la, la) Bitch I'm from Alabama RaeSam on the beat! [Chorus] (La, la, la, la, la, la) Yea bitch I got your man an an (La, la, la, la, la, la) Since you bad, hoe, come catch him if you ca- a- an [Refrain] Flo Milli shit, hoe Flo Milli shit [Verse 1] Yeah, dicks up when I step up in the party (hey) Yo main dude wanna feel on my body (he do) And if I take I him Bitch, I won’t say I’m sorry (hell nah) I do what I want Don’t report to nobody (huh) I’m a bad bitch Don’t let ‘em tell you (what) That I’m average (yea) Ex dude mad ‘cause he can’t have it (yea) He think I miss him (yea, yea) Don’t want him a tad bit (fuck him) If he take a hit of this I know he addicted (hello) I’m a boss so he ain’t no assistance I think he like the fact that I’m gifted I just do me I don’t need no permission (I do what I want) A bad bitch with no morals (yea) I’m sinning (yea) Lord forgive me you know my intentions (please) Family don’t like the way that I’m living But they didn’t raise me So fuck they opinion Yea he gon’ off the perc Now he raising his meat I don’t think that’s a nigga that you wanna keep (Huh) ‘Cause he give me brain like every other week (he do) I smoked all his weed And I told him to leave (goodbye) Use him for his money that’s all that I need (yea) When I see him in public (yea) I don’t even speak And if he ask to fuck Ima charge him a fee (money) Baby you outta luck if he coming with me [Chorus x2] (La, la, la, la, la, la) Yea bitch I got your man an an (La, la, la, la, la, la) Since you bad, hoe, come catch him if you ca- a- an [Refrain] Flo Milli shit, hoe Flo Milli shit [Verse 2] I-I-It’s a bad bitch with a tat Her ass fat throw it back (go, go) They be like Flo Milli who is that (what) I mean who else gone come with it back to back (nobody) Making hits in my sleep like a heart attack (yea) Yeah, lil hoe get into that I just woke up and I broke the internet (oh my god) I won’t beef with you hoes on the internet Pass the gun to my bro He gon’ handle that Shoot at the crib where you mammy at We fuck around leave her handicap Play with my dog Ima interact (yea) You niggas pussy like kitty cat (bye) And we don’t give a damn if you trying to hit back I could make you madder You need to relax I’m a dog but I treat a nigga like my pet He gon’ doggy peddle ‘Cause he know I get wet And he trip ‘cause I never respond to his text (huh) That nigga ain’t good for nothing but some head It's a whole lotta dicks in this party AK-47 'bout to catch a body Yea He got two bitches in the party My niggas about to catch a body Yea [Refrain] Flo Milli shit, hoe Flo Milli shit [Chorus x2] (La, la, la, la, la, la) Yea bitch I got your man an an (La, la, la, la, la, la) Since you bad, hoe, come catch him if you ca- a- an
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