We Not Humping (Remix) Lyrics – Monaleo & Flo Milli

We Not Humping (Remix) Lyrics are Sung by Monaleo & Flo Milli. We Not Humping (Remix) Lyrics are written by Leondra Gay.

Song Details

Song Title We Not Humping (Remix)
Singer Monaleo & Flo Milli
Album We Not Humping (Remix)
Songwriter Sebastian Baldeon / Leondra Gay
Music Label Monaleo

We Not Humping (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Monaleo, Flo Milli, Both]
I ain’t got shit for a broke-ass nigga
Ass too fat but my bag way bigger
Super slim waist, give me your face
Zip them pants up, stupid-ass nigga

[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 (Yeah, Leo)

[Verse 1: Monaleo]
Break up with your bitch it’s over (Aww)
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 wanna 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

[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, eat that thing), 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)
And his jit, he ain’t somethin’ I could love on
Damn, he talking ’bout cuffin’ (What?)
He gotta be stupid to think we was fuckin’ (Ah-ha)

[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

[Outro: Flo Milli & Monaleo]
Haha, haha
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 (What the fuck?)
Y’all be weak in the knees, stand up
Stand up!
Flo Milli shit, bitch
It’s Leo

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