Lyrics Conceited (feat. Lola Brooke & Maiya The Don) - Lola Brooke , Flo Milli
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited
(wow)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(Flo
Milli
shit)
You
never
dated
a
chocolate
bitch
(pretty)
You
want
a
model
bitch
off
of
the
internet
(internet)
All
that
ki-ki-ki'n',
I
ain't
into
that
All
my
mini-me's,
I
invented
that,
facts
(uh)
Long-ass
weave
flow
down
my
back
(40
inch)
I
want
a
pitcher
with
a
baseball
bat
(swing)
Hoes
don't
like
when
I
talk
like
that
Please
don't
bark
'cause
Milli
bite
back
I
huff
and
I
puff
and
I
blow
shit
down
(ooh)
Stand-up
bitch,
ho,
go
sit
down
(damn)
Put
your
ear
on
this
coochie,
hear
this
ocean
sound
(uh)
I
fuck
once,
boy,
you
old
dick
now
(ah)
You
got
money
'cause
you
on
dicks
Milli
got
millies
'cause
Milli
got
hits
(I
got
hits)
You
pop
pimples,
ho,
I
pop
shit
(yeah)
You
can
talk
like
this
when
you
really
that
bitch
(uh,
yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited
(wow)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(uh-huh,
uh-huh)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(uh,
uh,
uh,
ooh)
Pump
your
brakes,
bitch,
'cause
this
our
weekend
How
you
feelin'
today,
Lo?
I
woke
up
conceited
Still
a
hood
bitch,
catchin'
dudes
out
in
Niemans
(oh)
No
discounts
for
the
LV
sneezers
(oh)
Doin'
what
I
want,
damn
right,
can't
stop
me
(uh)
Cop
me,
block
me
'cause
I
ain't
let
'em
hop
me
Steady
in
his
feelings
when
I
catch
another
body
Gotta
be
shittin'
me,
you
know
I'm
cocky
I
be
on
what
I'm
on,
no
cap
Send
'em
back
to
the
streets
where
the
funds
ain't
at
(oh,
wow)
I
be
on
what
I'm
on,
no
gat
Let
the
rudy
mack
up,
ayy,
bitch
can
slapped
I
heard
you
don't
like
me,
please
don't
sis
me
Bitch,
is
you
stupid?
Stop
acting
so
ditzy
Two
bad
bitches,
ho,
is
you
silly?
Niggas
can't
pick
between
me
and
Flo
Milli
(mwah,
mwah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited
(wow)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
conceited,
huh
(Big
Don)
Cocky-ass
bitch,
I
need
your
neck
to
put
my
foot
on
If
I
ain't
post,
they
wouldn't
know
what
to
put
on
I
pop
shit
just
to
show
you
who
the
biggest
I
made
a
career
out
of
shittin'
on
bitches
(ha)
I
ain't
one
of
them
hoes
that
look
better
in
they
pictures
(facts)
Face
like
a
model
(what?),
body
like
a
stripper
(yeah)
Scary-ass
hoes
can't
look
up
in
the
mirror
Diamonds
dancin'
like
"Thriller,"
somebody
come
get
her
(ah)
You
know
the
name,
I'm
the
motherfuckin'
Don
(Don)
He
like
my
hair
black,
so
I
went
blonde
Whack-ass
nigga
can't
ever
get
close
to
me
Probably
OD
if
he
ever
get
a
dose
of
me
I
like
my
hair
to
my
ass
(period)
Twenty-five
mil'
on
my
lash
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself,
I'm
so
cocky
(are
you
dumb?)
No
wonder
these
bitches
don't
like
me,
uh
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
(wow)
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
(yeah)
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
Feelin'
myself
I'm
conceited,
huh
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