We Not Humping
Monaleo Lyrics

I ain't got shit for a broke ass nigga
Ass too fat, but my bag way bigger
Super slim waist
Give me yo' face
Zip them pants up, stupid ass nigga

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 (suck it)
When it's smoke, bet the opps gon' duck it (duck it)
We kick smoke up, they kick buckets (yo)

Break up with your bitch, it's over (aw)
Pretty bitch, but it gets scary, October (uh-huh)
I'm not the bitch to play with, I told her (no)
When I get mad, I lose my composure (bitch)
Hoes don't want no smoke, they want exposure (uh-huh)
He want to eat it again just for closure (uh-huh)
If he a slut, I might let him come over (ooh)
I'm all in his mouth like a goddamn molar (uh-huh)
Full plate, so I need me a big meal (let's go)
Big boss, so a bitch got big bills (uh-huh)
Big Benz, back out with the big wheels (go)
Big L-E-O, I'm a big deal

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)

Ooh, he coming off way too pushy (uh)
I hope he don't think he was getting this pussy (hell no)
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 backing it up? (uh)
Your pussy wack, send it back to the club (ha)
I'm a boss bitch, I can't argue with mutts
Headed straight to the bank, I been addin' it up (money)
Get rid of his ass, I'm like, "get on" (bye)
Need a new nigga to shit on
Look at these bitches, I can't take 'em serious
I'm on yo' ass just in case you was curious, uh-oh (on yo' ass)
Bitch, I hop out the bed with my mug on (out the bed)
Ain't his G, he ain't something I can love on
Damn, he talkin' 'bout cuffin' (what?)
He gotta be stupid to think we was fuckin', a-ha (haha)

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

Ahaha, wake up Mr. I Can't Get Hard (damn)
Wake up, Mr. Lick Everywhere But The Fuckin' Clit (huh?)
Wake up, Mr. I Need A Break After The First Fuckin' Round (the fuck?)
Y'all be weak in the meat
Stand up, stand up

Flo Milli shit, bitch
It's Leo

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Leondra Gay, Sebastian Baldeon

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