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Hottie
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Flo Milli
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Ayy Cannot be your fantasy girl No, I can't be your fantasy girl Yeah, yeah I can feel it in my body (Ooh) Damn, the liquor got me feelin' naughty (Po' up) I tell him, "Meet me in the lobby" (Come on) Don't have me waitin', boy, I'm c*cky Crazy, I cuss him out on a daily (Uh) He tryna shut me up, I tell him, "Make me" (Mm) Flaky, I don't text back if I'm cranky My n***a stay with that heat like the Navy (Oh) I took him on an odyssey (Oh) You was sleep on a b*t*h, you owe me an apology (Oh) And ain't nobody stoppin' me (Huh) Used to hate on the jit, now you claimin' you proud of me Lies, I know you feel it inside He said he hate when I play wit' his mind (Haha) Ah, I bet he love when I ride Just wait 'til I'm actually into the guy Take a pic' when I step off a jet (Ooh) Thought it was love, it ain't nothin' but sex (Hah) He fumble me, now that's somethin' to regret I ain't tryna leave 'til he cuttin' the check (Where the money at?) Doin' my thing, I'm in the jungle Stay in your lane (Your lane, ho), b*t*h, be humble Ain't with the gang, smoke it like fronto Ah, pimpin' these n***as, like, "Oh my God" Twenty-one, thick thighs, I'm a hottie (Yeah) Everything I do, these b*t*hes copy (They do) If he packin', I might call him papi (Ooh) I be sh*ttin' on hoes, it's a hobby And he doin' the most, tryna clock me Watch how I move but he know he can't stop me (Uh, uh, what?) If he rich, then we Whitney and Bobby (Money) N***a ain't sh*t like he live in the potty I can feel it in my body (Ooh) Damn, the liquor got me feelin' naughty (Po' up) I tell him, "Meet me in the lobby" (Come on) Don't have me waiting, boy, I'm c*cky Crazy, I cuss him out on a daily (Uh) He tryna shut me up, I tell him, "Make me" (Mm) Flaky, I don't text back if I'm cranky My n***a stay with that heat like the Navy (Oh) Curve me at first but you feelin' me now Poppin' her sh*t, sexy lil' chocolate lil' b*t*h Hope it's cream fillin' inside (Yeah) Money uptight, you can get whatever you like Broke n***as killin' the vibe We on a cloud, say, "It feel like a dream" Well, baby, we livin' it now Twenty-two, new Benz, big body (Twenty-two, new Benz) Get you a bag 'cause you nice and you naughty (You bad) Got her a** f**kin', made her c*m, feelin' godly (Go) Do it for the culture like '07 Carti Don't leave me, I'm the life of the party Detroit, baby, put ice in your Carti's Leave that n***a, that's right where we started (Yeah) Heavyweight n***a get light in the 'Rari (For real) I can feel it in my body (Ooh) Damn, the liquor got me feelin' naughty (Po' up) I tell him, "Meet me in the lobby" (Come on) Don't have me waiting, boy, I'm c*cky Crazy, I cuss him out on a daily (Uh) He tryna shut me up, I tell him, "Make me" (Mm) Flaky, I don't text back if I'm cranky My n***a stay with that heat like the Navy (Oh) Get rid of your a**, get gone Film videos off my phone Lil' stupid a** n***a, I'm grown Got a new man, I think he catchin' on Get rid of your a**, get gone Get rid of your a**, get gone Get rid of your a**, get gone Get rid of your a**, get gone
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