[Verse 1: Flo Milli]

Talkin' 'bout pussy, boy, what you tryna do? (Huh?)

If you a lil' wussy boy, don't come through (Yeah)

If he play for the NBA, make him buy two (Uh)

I'ma put him on his knees, I'ma make him cry too (Ah, ah, ah)

Kiss my ring and buy my shoes (Bitch)

I got options, I might choose (Uh)

Johnny's hot but so is Bruce (Oh)

When his name, oh well, boo hoo

I, I, I, I, I don't need no ma-a-a-a-an

He tried to chase me, too bad I ra-a-a-a-an

[Chorus: Flo Milli]

Might take your man (I stole your man)

Better put him on a leash (Should've put him on a leash)

That's how it goes (That's how it goes)

Don't fuck wit' me (Don't fuck wit' me)

I stole yo' man (I stole yo' man)

Should've put him on a leash (Should've put him on a leash)

That's how it goes (That's how it goes)

Don't fuck wit' me (Don't fuck wit' me)

[Verse 2: Flo Milli]

Ayy, ayy, juicy lips, fattest ass

Figure like an hourglass

He comes over, hours passed

Rub my back and roll my grass

My time is tickin' boy, let's go (Let's go)

He got tickets to my show

He not my main, he just a ho

Might go ghost and treat him like a bro

I, I, I, I, I can't be your frie-e-e-e-end

Can't trust these hoes, no I won't prete-e-e-e-end

I set the trends (I set the trends)

And I do it real neat

Catch me on Vogue (Catch me on Vogue)

Ho, watch and see-e-e-e-e

[Chorus: Flo Milli, Rico Nasty]

Might take your man (Juicy lips, fattest ass)

Better put him on a leash (Figure like an hourglass)

That's how it goes (He comes over, hours passed)

Don't fuck wit’ me (Rub my back and roll my grass)

He ain't yo' man (He ain't yo' man)

He'll never ever be

Bitch, I'm a ten (Bitch, I'm a ten)

Your pussy weak

I stole your man (Juicy lips, fattest ass)

Better put him on a leash (Figure like an hourglass)

That's how it goes (He comes over, hours passed)

Don't fuck wit' me (Rub my back and roll my grass)

Huh, yeah, Flo Milli shit

Rico (Woah), Rico (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Rico Nasty]

Take ya man, snatch his card

Smack his ex, steal his card

Skrrtin' off, the top is down

The skirt is off, he top me off

Like icing, oh my God

I think he was from Nebraska, Omaha

Step to me, you better not

Braggin' bitch, suck me off

Roll the dice, you bet it all

Play your cards right, I might not cut you off, yeah

We don't speak on a first name basis

But he buy me ice on every occasion

'Cause you see us out don't mean we datin'

Left you for a bad bitch, can you blame him?

[Chorus: Flo Milli]

Might take your man (Might take your man)

Better put him on a leash (Better put him on a leash)

That's how it goes (That's how it goes)

Don't fuck wit' me (Don't fuck wit' me)

I stole your man (I stole your man)

He'll never ever be

Bitch, I'm a ten (Bitch, I'm a ten)

Your pussy weak

[Outro: Flo Milli]

Juicy lips, fattest ass

Figure like an hourglass

He comes over, hours passed

Rub my back and roll my grass