F.y.m. Lyrics - Singles - Mila J

I need some freak home nigga (oohhh) 

C'mon... 

You can do that 

They see me, tell me who that is, I gotta see it (ok) 

I heard she rappin' man I thought she was a singer (you watch) 

But they don't know me, no I'm not the nassame 

And no I'm not my zaser heater like nigga let me be me 

Like I say oh god, oh god, I know these niggas gonn' feel me 

The paparazzi gonna flockin' me all my bitches is with me 

I know they hate it, they bitchin' 'cause they gonn' say they don't get it 

I'm puttin' all my levels, I'm puttin' on for my city 

And I'm like 

Fuck you mean, I'm on the road I got it (uuhhh) 

Fuck you mean, I'm on the road I'm vibin' (uuhhh) 

Fuck you mean (why), fuck you mean (why) 

Fuck you mean I'm on the road 

What the fuck you mean (whowww) 

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I make 'em wanna do it like I do it (oh god) 

And now they tryina do it like I do it (like I do it) 

I say I'm tryina do it like I do it (what's she doin') 

But can nobody do it like I do it, oh no 

Now I got 'em fighting for my future, oh no 

Bitch I got them tweeting, all my shit is ardo 

You can go and tell 'em that I got it sure know 

But ain't no tellin' where I keep that shit for 50 

And bitches be artificial they wanna be more in like me 

So wear like me versus a punching me 

Honestly if they had all the rubbers, they couldn't fuck with me 

All these bitches my children you niggas fighting for custody (fighting for custody) 

I go the line to them, niggas out there be loving me (uuhhh) 

Now everybody going to run and see why they fuck with me (uuhhh) 

I'm on a mission remember there's only one of me 

Running shit till I feel like the finish line right in front of me 

For real, nigga! 

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Fuck you mean, I'm on the road I got it (uuhhh) 

Fuck you mean, I'm on the road I'm vibin' (uuhhh) 

Fuck you mean (aahhh), fuck you mean (what?) 

Fuck you mean, I'm on the road 

What the fuck you mean (whowww) 

I make 'em wanna do it like I do it (oh god) 

And now they tryina do it like I do it (like I do it) 

I say I'm tryina do it like I do it (you can do it) 

But can nobody do it like I do it, oh no 

Pressure getting heavy they already all know (uuhhh) 

Mila reppin' LA let them nigga all know (uuhhh) 

Tell 'em don't forget it they just false all show 

Put them niggas in they feelings and I leave them hard pole 

Hold the photos who droppin' shit with no promo 

When I been pushing the limit I got these niggas like hold up 

They had me waiting, the shit was moving in slow-mo 

Say they was holding me back and tryina keep it on the low though 

Like hodo don't go to sleep on me nigga you gone missing (uuhhh) 

If they don't give it I take it niggas just gone missing (uuhhh) 

Keep that emission in duty shit how I feel it they trippin' 

I try to tell 'em but niggas just don't listen, oh! 

Fuck you mean, I'm on the road I got it (uuhhh) 

Fuck you mean, I'm on the road I'm vibin' (uunnhhh) 

Fuck you mean (ahhnn), fuck you mean (what?) 

Fuck you mean, I'm on the road 

What the fuck you mean (ok) 

I make 'em wanna do it like I do it (oh god) 

And now they tryina do it like I do it (like I do it) 

I say I'm tryina do it like I do it (you can do it) 

But can nobody do it like I do it, oh no