Hottie
Flo Milli Lyrics


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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)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Flo Milli's song "Hottie" convey a sense of confidence and self-assuredness. The singer asserts that she cannot be anyone's fantasy girl, emphasizing the importance of her own self-worth and independence. The lyrics also touch upon themes of sexuality and assertiveness. Flo Milli describes feeling naughty and under the influence of liquor, suggesting a carefree and uninhibited attitude towards her own desires. She talks about meeting someone in the lobby, refusing to be kept waiting, and asserting her own dominance within the relationship. The lyrics also highlight her ability to challenge and confront her partner when necessary, expressing her freedom to express herself daily and not allowing herself to be silenced. Flo Milli further mentions her own success and rising above those who once doubted her, emphasizing her own personal growth and accomplishments.


Line by Line Meaning

Ay
Hey


Cannot be your fantasy girl
I cannot fulfill your fantasies


No, I can't be your fantasy girl
No, I cannot be the girl of your dreams


Yeah, yeah
Yes, yes


I can feel it in my body (ooh)
I can sense it in my physical being


Damn, the liquor got me feelin' naughty (po' up)
Wow, alcohol is making me feel mischievous


I tell him, "meet me in the lobby" (come on)
I instruct him to meet me in the lobby


Don't have me waitin', boy, I'm cocky
Don't make me wait, I'm self-assured


Crazy, I cuss him out on a daily (uh)
Insane, I curse at him every day


He tryna shut me up, I tell him, "make me"
He's trying to silence me, but I challenge him


Flaky, I don't text back if I'm cranky
Unreliable, I don't respond to texts when I'm in a bad mood


My nigga stay with that heat like the Navy
My partner always carries a gun, like the Navy


I took him on an odyssey (oh)
I took him on a journey


You was sleep on a bitch, you owe me an apology (oh)
You underestimated me, now you owe me an apology


And ain't nobody stoppin' me (huh)
And nobody can prevent me from succeeding


Used to hate on the jit, now you claimin' you proud of me
You used to criticize me, now you're claiming to be proud of me


Lies, I know you feel it inside
Your words are lies, I know you feel envy deep down


He said he hate when I play with his mind (haha)
He claims he dislikes when I manipulate him mentally


Ah, I bet he love when I ride
Ah, I'm sure he enjoys when I take control


Just wait 'til I'm actually into the guy
Just wait until I genuinely develop feelings for someone


Take a pic' when I step off the jet (ooh)
Capture a photo of me as I disembark from the private jet


Thought it was love, it ain't nothin' but sex (haha)
I thought it was a romantic connection, but it's only about physical intimacy


He fumble me, then that's somethin' to regret
If he mishandles our relationship, he will regret it


I ain't tryna leave 'til he cuttin' the check (where the money at?)
I won't abandon him until he pays me (where's the money?)


Doin' my thing, I'm in the jungle
I'm pursuing my goals, embracing the challenging environment


Stay in your lane (your lane, ho), bitch, be humble
Mind your own business and show some humility


Ain't with the gang, smoke it like Fronto
I'm not involved in the group, but I smoke like a traditionalist


Ah, pimpin' these niggas, like, "oh my God"
Ah, I'm manipulating these guys, like, "oh my God"


Twenty-one, thick thighs, I'm a hottie (yeah)
At the age of twenty-one, I have curvy thighs and I'm attractive


Everything I do, these bitches copy (they do)
Other women imitate everything I do


If he packin', I might call him Papi (ooh)
If he's well-endowed, I might call him Papi


I be shittin' on hoes, it's a hobby
I constantly belittle and outperform inferior women, it's a hobby


And he doin' the most, tryna clock me
And he's trying too hard to keep track of me


Watch how I move but he know he can't stop me (what?)
Observe my actions, but he knows he can't hinder my progress


If he rich, then we Whitney and Bobby (money)
If he's wealthy, then we're like Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown (focused on money)


Nigga ain't shit like he live in the potty
He's an insignificant man, as if he resides in a toilet


Curve me at first but you feelin' me now
Initially rejected me, but now you're starting to like me


Poppin' her shit, sexy lil' chocolate lil' bitch
Confidently expressing herself, she's a seductive and attractive woman


Hope it's cream fillin' inside
Hopefully, there's pleasure and satisfaction inside


Money uptight, you can get whatever you like
Money talks, you can have anything you desire


Broke niggas killin' the vibe
Financially struggling men are ruining the atmosphere


We on a cloud, say, "it feel like a dream"
We're on cloud nine, saying it feels like a dream


Well, baby, we livin' it now
Well, darling, we're currently experiencing it


Twenty-two, new Benz, big body (twenty-two, new Benz)
At the age of twenty-two, driving a new, spacious Mercedes-Benz


Get you a bag 'cause you nice and you naughty
Secure a bag (money) because you're both kind and mischievous


Nine rounds fuckin', made her cum, feelin' godly
Engaging in sexual activity for nine rounds, making her orgasm, feeling divine


Do it for the culture like '07 Carti
Doing it for the sake of the culture, like Carti in 2007


Don't leave me, I'm the life of the party
Don't abandon me, because I bring life and excitement to any gathering


Detroit, baby, put ice in your Cartis
Representing Detroit, add diamonds to your Cartier jewelry


Leave that nigga, that's right where we started (yeah)
Abandon that man, we're exactly where we began (single)


Heavyweight nigga get light in the 'rari, for real
Physically strong man becomes carefree and lighthearted while driving a Ferrari, seriously


Get rid of your ass, get gone
Remove yourself from my presence, go away


Them videos out my phone
Those explicit videos are deleted from my phone


Lil' stupid ass nigga, I'm grown
You foolish man, I am an adult


Got a new man, I think he catchin' on
I have a new partner, and I believe he's starting to understand


Get rid of your ass, get gone
Eliminate yourself from my life, disappear


Get rid of your ass, get gone
Get rid of yourself, leave


Get rid of your ass, get gone
Remove yourself from my presence, go away


Get rid of your ass, get gone (gone, gone, gone, gone, gone)
Get rid of yourself, leave (repeated)




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: Andre Carnell Robertson, Carlton Mahone Jr., Derelle Rideout, Marcellus Register, Maurice Thaddeus Williams, Tamia Carter, Teddy Riley

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@amberlynmnguyen

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 cocky
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 nigga stay with that heat like the Navy (oh)
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 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), bitch, be humble
Ain't with the gang, smoke it like fronto
Ah, pimpin' these niggas, like, "Oh, my God"
21, 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 (uh, uh, 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 waiting, boy, I'm cocky
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 nigga stay with that heat like the Navy (oh)
Curve me at first, but you feelin' me now
Poppin' her shit, sexy lil' chocolate lil' bitch
Hope it's cream fillin' inside (yeah)
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
22, new Benz, big body (22, new Benz)
Get you a bag 'cause you nice and you naughty (you bad)
Got her ass fuckin', made her cum, 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 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 waiting, boy, I'm cocky
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 nigga stay with that heat like the Navy (oh)
Get rid of your ass, get gone
Film videos off 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



All comments from YouTube:

@Sza4L

THIS FUCKING BEAT YALL ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

@yuhtrendz4887

definitely

@RelleRelly

Thank yall

@ksnndnfr6101

This song is getting slept on, seriously deserves more attention fr

@Therealissa98

I agree

@courtscarnival9683

OH this makes me feel like a sexy chocolate fairy cruising in a drop top with my girls

@Mzkhalifa259

Exactly

@mstrmalachite3399

Exactly

@jamesminer7398

Oh girl this song is an EAR WORM. Just one listen and its stuck in my head

@vrotdugi5688

took the words right out of my mind lmao

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