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bed time - flo milli lyrics

[verse 1]
she think she funny, well, b*tch i’m hilarious
ho, keep it cute, before i embarrass ya
i think it’s crazy how they play the narrative
f*ck with they mind, i don’t get out of character, uh
wait, i be heatin’ up, i gotta reload
hatin’ ass n*gga, he ain’t f*ckin’ 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, b*tch, your ass is mine (b*tch, 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 b*tches tryna copy on the front of they mind, uh
you hate bеfore you brush your t**th (uh)
i ride your n*gga face to sleep (yеah)
[chorus]
i might f*ck 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 f*ck 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)

[verse 2]
knock a b*tch 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 sh*t 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 b*tch up, this sh*t 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 d*ck on me, he’ll never regret it
what the f*ck i look like tryna beef wit’ you?
you just a rabid ass ho, i gotta tell you the truth
i got rich ass n*ggas tryna cuff on me
and you a bum, broke ho, i bet you f*ck for free
dumb ass b*tch
[chorus]
i might f*ck 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 f*ck 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)

[bridge]
oh, oh
you b*tches thought it was over
you b*tches thought it was over, ha
it ain’t never over, ho

[verse 3]
i hate that b*tch
every time i see her, i’ma shank that b*tch, ah, ah
i hate that b*tch
every time i see her, i’ma shank that b*tch, ah, ah
i’ma take his soul, put a n*gga 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 b*tch
every time i see her, i’ma shank that b*tch, ah, ah
i hate that b*tch
every time i see her, i’ma shank that b*tch, bedtime
[outro]
i might f*ck 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)

- flo milli lyrics

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