Flo Milli – Nasty Dancer Lyrics

 

Nasty Dancer Lyrics

 

I make him do what I want,
But he like it when I take over
If he younger than me, he a suga baby
I can’t fuck with that boy till he older
In love with the cat give him doja
(Give him that)
Ride the dick like rollacoaster
(Oooo)
He can’t get enough of me, Ima mood
I can teach a bitch, like we up at school

My shit just like Coco
Make all the n***** go loco
All the n***** go loco
Make all the n***** go loco,
My shit just like Coco
Make all the n***** go loco
All the n***** go loco
Make all the n***** go loco.

My body look right in the summertime
Like he wanna fuck till I say its mine
(He wanna fuck)
Oh shit outta love better fall in line?
I can’t love on no n**** who tellin lies
He wanna come over and catch a vibe
Yeah, that’s I know I stay on his mind
I know he wasn’t shit when I saw the signs
(Fuck n****)
He cry when I leave him, like every time

My shit just like Coco
Make all the n***** go loco
All the n***** go loco
Make all the n***** go loco,
My shit just like Coco
Make all the n***** go loco
All the n***** go loco
Make all the n***** go loco.

He wanna come over and make up
I tell him to chill
(Come over)
I don’t give a fuck how he feel
(Fuck a n****)
He know this shit get real
I make it clap in red bottom heels
(Shake it, shake it)
I ain’t been counting my haters
But I swear I’m counting this cash
(Money)
If I let them hit then how long can he last
(Yeah)
I know who he fucking I ain’t even mad
(Hahaha)
I ain’t gotta ask him I know it was trash
Bridge
Bad bitch make it twerk,
He know imma put in work
I ain’t really gotta flirt
He gonna lick it like desert,
(Ooo,ooo,ooo, ooo,)
Bad bitch make it twerk
He know imma put in work
I ain’t really gotta flirt
He gonna beat it till it squirt
(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

My shit just like Coco
Make all the n***** go loco
All the n***** go loco
Make all the n***** go loco,
My shit just like Coco
Make all the n***** go loco
All the n***** go loco
Make all the niggas go loco

So ahead of time
I’m in my element
Say I’m a dime,
That boy know I’m heaven sent
I can argue with bitches I’m better then
Find them to arrogant, hoe that’s embarrassing
You can’t keep up with me in the precedents
Check the numbers hoe, go check the evidence
Wanna know what I’m doing,
Bitch I’m doing excellent
Gotta a new n**** I’m his proper ettique

Bad bitch make it twerk,
He know imma put in work
I ain’t really gotta flirt
He gonna lick it like desert,
(Ooo,ooo)
Bad bitch make it twerk
He know imma put in work
I ain’t really gotta flirt
He gonna beat it till it squirt
(Ooo, ooo)