Hottie (feat. Babyface Ray)

Ay 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 cocky Crazy, I cuss him out on a daily (uh) He tryna shut me up, I tell him, "make me" Flaky, I don't text back if I'm cranky My nigga stay with that heat like the Navy I took him on an odyssey (oh) You was sleep on a bitch, 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 with 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 the jet (ooh) Thought it was love, it ain't nothin' but sex (haha) He fumble me, then 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), bitch, be humble Ain't with the gang, smoke it like Fronto Ah, pimpin' these niggas, like, "oh my God" Twenty-one, thick thighs, I'm a hottie (yeah) Everything I do, these bitches copy (they do) If he packin', I might call him Papi (ooh) I be shittin' 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 (what?) If he rich, then we Whitney and Bobby (money) Nigga ain't shit 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 waitin', boy, I'm cocky Crazy, I cuss him out on a daily (uh) He tryna shut me up, I tell him, "make me" Flaky, I don't text back if I'm cranky My nigga stay with that heat like the Navy (like the Navy) Curve me at first but you feelin' me now Poppin' her shit, sexy lil' chocolate lil' bitch Hope it's cream fillin' inside Money uptight, you can get whatever you like Broke niggas 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 Nine rounds fuckin', made her cum, feelin' godly 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 Cartis Leave that nigga, that's right where we started (yeah) Heavyweight nigga 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 waitin', boy, I'm cocky Crazy, I cuss him out on a daily (uh) He tryna shut me up, I tell him, "make me" Flaky, I don't text back if I'm cranky My nigga stay with that heat like the Navy (like the Navy) Get rid of your ass, get gone Them videos out my phone Lil' stupid ass nigga, I'm grown Got a new man, I think he catchin' on Get rid of your ass, get gone Get rid of your ass, get gone Get rid of your ass, get gone Get rid of your ass, get gone (gone, gone, gone, gone, gone)