Bed Time

Flo Milli

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    She think she funny, well, bitch I'm hilarious
    Ho, keep it cute, before I embarrass ya
    I think it's crazy how they play the narrative
    Fuck with they mind, I don't get out of character, uh
    Wait, I be heatin' up, I gotta reload
    Hatin' ass nigga, he ain't fuckin' with my ego
    Thirty inches, got me feelin' Filipino
    Name hold weight like a boat full of kilos, uh
    Ain't no need for wastin' time
    When I see you out in public, bitch, your ass is mine (bitch, uh)
    You can get away from me offline
    But when you walk up in the club, you'll be back in the bind (Flo Milli)
    They ain't tell you I was one of a kind
    Got these bitches tryna copy on the front of they mind, uh
    You hate bеfore you brush your teeth (uh)
    I ride your nigga face to sleep (yеah)

    I might fuck around and make the headlines
    Make a ho go night-night like it's bedtime (bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)
    Bedtime (bedtime, bedtime, bedtime), bedtime (bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)
    I might fuck around and make the headlines
    Make a ho go night-night like it's bedtime (Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z, bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)
    Bedtime (Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z, bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)

    Knock a bitch out or teach her a lesson
    Swear to God I can't go back and forth with none of you peasants
    Made a mil' at twenty years old, you never would guess it
    How you hatin' and you dead broke? That shit is depressin', ah (uh)
    I'm way too cold, my diamonds baguetted
    Could never compete with a soul, I'm not that invested
    Yeah, your ho gon' do what she told, she don't wanna test me
    My momma'll beat a bitch up, this shit is genetic (hahahaha)
    I think I got a fetish
    I get under hoes skin, but they ain't diabetic, uh
    But look, I mean, that's just my aesthetic
    If he put the dick on me, he'll never regret it
    What the fuck I look like tryna beef wit' you?
    You just a rabid ass ho, I gotta tell you the truth
    I got rich ass niggas tryna cuff on me
    And you a bum, broke ho, I bet you fuck for free
    Dumb ass bitch

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    I might fuck around and make the headlines
    Make a ho go night-night like it's bedtime (bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)
    Bedtime (bedtime, bedtime, bedtime), bedtime (bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)
    I might fuck around and make the headlines
    Make a ho go night-night like it's bedtime (Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z, bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)
    Bedtime (Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z, bedtime, bedtime, bedtime)

    Oh, oh
    You bitches thought it was over
    You bitches thought it was over, ha
    It ain't never over, ho

    I hate that bitch
    Every time I see her, I'ma shank that bitch, ah, ah
    I hate that bitch
    Every time I see her, I'ma shank that bitch, ah, ah
    I'ma take his soul, put a nigga in a trance
    Keep a shooter with me, Draco make him do a dance
    Wake them hoes up like Tanisha with the pans
    Why they sleepin' on me? I don't even understand
    I hate that bitch
    Every time I see her, I'ma shank that bitch, ah, ah
    I hate that bitch
    Every time I see her, I'ma shank that bitch, bedtime

    I might fuck around and make the headlines
    Make a ho go night-night like it's bedtime (Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z)
    Bedtime (Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z)

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    Composición: Tramaine Winfrey y Flo Milli

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