Monaleo & Flo Milli - We Not Humping (Remix) Lyrics
Friday, April 22, 2022
We Not Humping (Remix) Lyrics by Monaleo & Flo Milli
[Intro] Diablo, Diablo, Diablo
[Chorus: Monaleo] Put that dick up, we not humpin' Sky Zone, bitch, my block jumpin' Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin' In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet Main nigga just cut me off, fuck it Nigga, stop talkin', just come suck it When it's smoke, bet the opps gon' duck it We kick smoke up, they kick buckets
[Verse 1: Monaleo] Put a bag on your head 'cause it's in my budget All I gotta do is push a button I'm on they heads like a goddamn mullet Spent ten bands at the sneaker summit I got the hood on my back like it's raining He a head monster, I'm not complaining He don't like my ways but I'm not changing I don't text him back 'cause that shit draining Get in the blend like fruits and veggies Do what I want 'cause my niggas let me I keep lead 'case a bitch want to test me Smoke on the 'net, but in person, I'm her bestie
[Chorus: Monaleo & Flo Milli] Put that dick up, we not humpin' Sky Zone, bitch, my block jumpin' Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin' In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet Main nigga just cut me off, fuck it Nigga, stop talkin', just come suck it (Hahaha, no for real) When it's smoke, bet the opps gon' duck it We kick smoke up, they kick buckets (Flo Milli shit)
[Verse 2: Flo Milli] Ooh, he comin' off way too pushy (Uh, haha) I hope he don't think he was gettin' this pussy (Hell nah) Aw, he like his bitches psychotic (Yeah) Sit on his face and explain why I'm toxic, uh How you talk shit but ain't backin' it up? (Uh, huh?) Your pussy wack, send it back to the club (Haha) I'm a boss bitch, I can't argue with mutts (What?) Send it straight to the bank, I've been addin' it up (Money) Get rid of his ass, I'm like, "Get on" (Goodbye) Need a new nigga to shit on (Haha) Look at these bitches, I can't take 'em serious (Hello) I'm on your ass, just in case you was curious (Bitch, I'm on your ass) Uh-oh, bitch, I hop out the bed with my mug on (Out the bed) Ain't his G, he ain't somethin' I could love on Damn, he talkin' 'bout cuffin' (What?) He gotta be stupid to think we was fuckin' (Aha)
[Chorus: Monaleo] Put that dick up, we not humpin' Sky Zone, bitch, my block jumpin' Jump out the black truck, we start dumpin' In the field with a hundred bands, no trumpet Main nigga just cut me off, fuck it Nigga, stop talkin', just come suck it When it's smoke, bet the opps gon' duck it We kick smoke up, they kick buckets
[Bridge: Monaleo] Ooh, give me head in the 'Cat or the 'Vette I take a nap in the back of the jet And I put a cap in the back of his head New nigga don't work, then it's back to my ex If my ex don't work, then it's back to the streets Spin a block in the Benz, then it's back to the Jeep Don't go through my phone while I'm fallin' asleep If we fuck right now, then you can't say a peep
[Outro: Monaleo] Fuck it, we—, we not humpin' Put—, put—, put—, put—, put—, put— Fuck, fuck it, we, we not humpin' Put—, put—, put—, put—, put— Fuck it, we—, we not humpin' Put—, put—, put—, put—, put— Fuck, fuck it, we, we not humpin' Put—, put—, put—, put— My block jumpin'
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