Ou Mon Amia

They call me Mr Fuck a beat up
Everytime they hearing my voice
They like he gon eat up
Just wait for me to heat up

Yea

They call me Mr Fuck a beat up
Everytime they hearing my voice
They like he gon eat up
Just wait for me to heat up

Too much pressure
I'll tell you that I don't need ya
Margarita's champagne glasses to kick my feet up
Chilling by the ocean two bitches and one my nina
She know that I'm nigga she praying that I'on leave her

Like ou Mon amia ou Mon amia ou Mon amia

Rule #1 if we gon fuck then please don't come again
Rule #2 f we fucking then please don't tell a friend
Rule #3 ain't no tears inside this cullinan
And rule #4 go head and read all them rules again

Too saucy
Too sauced to move off me
Bad bitch but I don't like her if she too bossy
New shoes and a new bag for these new Carti's
Hair done nails done & her lips glossy

She want a real one
But there ain't no heart in him
It's all gone the pain that she causing him
Now he's done a bullet gone through his
Now she's gone and found another man

Too late to say her goodbyes
Too late to get it off her mind
Too late to tell him that she lied
Too late no more to leave behind

They call me Mr Fuck a beat up
Everytime they hearing my voice
They like he gon eat up
Just wait for me to heat up

Too much pressure
I'll tell you that I don't need ya
Margarita's champagne glasses to kick my feet up
Chilling by the ocean two bitches and one my nina
She know that I'm nigga she praying that I'on leave her

Like ou Mon amia ou Mon amia ou Mon amia

Rule #1 if we gon fuck then please don't come again
Rule #2 f we fucking then please don't tell a friend
Rule #3 ain't no tears inside this cullinan
And rule #4 go head and read all them rules again



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Writer(s): Nuwh Charife
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