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Might cop a milli on the low And never tell nobody cause I never trust a hoe I just hit a lick and it might end up on the floor You say you really with it let me see that booty go, hey Might cop a milli on the low And never tell nobody cause I never trust a hoe I just hit a lick and it might end up on the floor You say you really with it let me see that booty go, hey Might cop a milli, get a little freaky with it Then I sip it, take out the bag and flip it No reminiscing, yeah I'm a designer vixen No competition, winning is my new addiction And they wonder how I do what I do With that boo-bada-bing, cause I'm acting brand new Anyhow, the game got me appalled I'm that bitch that got a little sugar in her sauce They wanna double dip but I just put that shit on pause I aint no feline but I might scratch you with my claws Should I say it? Should I really say it? I dream about a house on the hills when I'm faded Should I say it? Should I really say it? I got out and I hustle till I say I can pay it Might cop a milli on the low And never tell nobody cause I never trust a hoe I just hit a lick and it might end up on the floor You say you really with it let me see that booty go, hey Might cop a milli on the low And never tell nobody cause I never trust a hoe I just hit a lick and it might end up on the floor You say you really with it let me see that booty go, hey