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"Hotel Suite"


[Intro:]
All that
Yea, but really

[Verse 1:]
I just got this dough in my pocket, the hoes that be jockin'
This weight on my shoulder, all these clothes in my closet
V12 engines, beautiful women
This life is a blast nigga when you the one winnin'
Liquor in my kidneys, yac when I'm sippin'
Black Escalade, with all of my niggas
Calls from them prisons, from careless decisions
Tryin' to upgrade yo livin', tryna spin off yo pivot
I relate though my nigga, so I shoot you that green dot
We fucking these bitches, 2013 Aaliyahs
We fly to these countries, and follow in Levi's
I'm so west side nigga, arriba arriba
These niggas be hatin', but really I see why
Hundred a show, so gas up the G5
That's one of my goals nigga, know I complete mine
I think it, I do it
It's part of my design

[Hook:]
Yea, in a hotel suite, with a famous freak
Yea, told her do her thing, she ain't even blink
Uh, took her off her feet, put her on that sink
Aye, everything by choice, but she came for me
Look, so I got that flight you should probably chief
Yea, shots of Patron make yo body weak
Look, and I ain't gon stop til we fuck up yo sheets
Look, then I wake you up and just fuck up yo sleep

[Verse 2:]
Young nigga with no conscience, corporate cards in my wallet
Bitches tell me I'm awesome, I'm like duh bitch, I'm on Slawson
Life's short, there's no promise
Party hard like New Orleans
Crack a pint near pourin', but I don't ever start snoring
Put the gas, I keep floorin'
Stop lookin', that could be yours
I just roll with the fuckin' bookies to take that money, thesaurus
All I know is get more, all I know is just flourish
Started off on that porch
Now I strip tip whores
Crab and lobster on Collins
Niggas all skipped college
Ended up as them bosses, all I know is we poppin'
All I know is I got it
TMZ, that's my logic
Marathon, ain't no stoppin'
That's the way I get all this
Los Angeles raw shit, county jail top ram shit
Court take, gang brawl shit
Smoking, smellin like dog shit
I be feeling like aw shit, I gotta go home, I gotta get up out
Then you scratch yo head, tryna find the routes, you gotta figure it out
Gotta buy a Benz, buy a house
Stay confident while you try it out
Really do this type of shit that these rappin niggas be lyin bout
Be lyin bout, they trickin hoes, they flyin out
Bitches call me like come through
I'm like yea boo, I'm bout to wear you out

[Hook:]
Yea, in a hotel suite, with a famous freak
Yea, told her do her thing, she ain't even blink
Uh, took her off her feet, put her on that sink
Aye, everything by choice, but she came for me
Look, so I got that flight you should probably chief
Yea, shots of Patrone make yo body wave
Look, and I ain't gon stop til we fuck up yo sheets
Look, then I wake you up and just fuck up yo sleep

[D.J. V.I.P:]
All money in, no money out

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