Hotel
I've been looking for this girl who kinda curvy
And the right amount of perky
And I know she off the perkies, I can tell
Half black and the other half is Persian
And the way that I been lurking
You would think that a young fella done fell
Clean soul but my mind is kinda dirty
And I been asking for mercy
But I'm tryna get you to my hotel
The only one, no I don't want no other versions
Is she single or a virgin?
If a man is in her life then, oh well
Girl you wanna come to my hotel
Baby, I will leave you my room key
I won't tell anybody if you don't tell
Even though everybody say this to me
We'll stop at St. Laurent, even Chanel
Living out your life like it's a movie
Tell your girlfriends if you wanna talk
But make sure you bring a shorty for my wooski
Shorty look really bad in the Mercedes
And she's such a fucking lady
And I open every door for the girl
Pull her seat out and I push her right back
Just so I can look at that
You already know the vibes girl
She like my music
Asked if I was my producer
Bumped the music in the coupe
While I be telling her they all about her
Bumping Future while we talk about our future
Introduce her to my shooters
Told 'em I ain't tryna lose a good girl
Girl you wanna come to my hotel
Baby I will leave you my room key
I won't tell anybody if you don't tell
Even though everybody say this to me
We'll stop at St. Laurent, even Chanel
Living out your life like it's a movie
Tell your girlfriends if you wanna talk
But make sure you bring a shorty for my wooski
Shorty want a bag, go to Raymond's for a Birkin
I ain't talking strap but I'm loaded, I been working
Haters in my ears, on the 'Gram, keep on chirping
No more getting blocked, keep on lurking
Now I'm in a Bentley switching lanes, yeah, I'm swerving
Bad bitch, looks is the only dish she serving
Got a couple pervs in the family, they lurking
Let 'em all see I been working
Girl you wanna come to my hotel
Baby I will leave you my room key
I won't tell anybody if you don't tell
Even though everybody say this to me
We'll stop at St. Laurent, even Chanel
Living out your life like it's a movie
Tell your girlfriends if you wanna talk
But make sure you bring a shorty for my wooski
Oh no
Yeah yeah
Know the vibes
Oh no
And the right amount of perky
And I know she off the perkies, I can tell
Half black and the other half is Persian
And the way that I been lurking
You would think that a young fella done fell
Clean soul but my mind is kinda dirty
And I been asking for mercy
But I'm tryna get you to my hotel
The only one, no I don't want no other versions
Is she single or a virgin?
If a man is in her life then, oh well
Girl you wanna come to my hotel
Baby, I will leave you my room key
I won't tell anybody if you don't tell
Even though everybody say this to me
We'll stop at St. Laurent, even Chanel
Living out your life like it's a movie
Tell your girlfriends if you wanna talk
But make sure you bring a shorty for my wooski
Shorty look really bad in the Mercedes
And she's such a fucking lady
And I open every door for the girl
Pull her seat out and I push her right back
Just so I can look at that
You already know the vibes girl
She like my music
Asked if I was my producer
Bumped the music in the coupe
While I be telling her they all about her
Bumping Future while we talk about our future
Introduce her to my shooters
Told 'em I ain't tryna lose a good girl
Girl you wanna come to my hotel
Baby I will leave you my room key
I won't tell anybody if you don't tell
Even though everybody say this to me
We'll stop at St. Laurent, even Chanel
Living out your life like it's a movie
Tell your girlfriends if you wanna talk
But make sure you bring a shorty for my wooski
Shorty want a bag, go to Raymond's for a Birkin
I ain't talking strap but I'm loaded, I been working
Haters in my ears, on the 'Gram, keep on chirping
No more getting blocked, keep on lurking
Now I'm in a Bentley switching lanes, yeah, I'm swerving
Bad bitch, looks is the only dish she serving
Got a couple pervs in the family, they lurking
Let 'em all see I been working
Girl you wanna come to my hotel
Baby I will leave you my room key
I won't tell anybody if you don't tell
Even though everybody say this to me
We'll stop at St. Laurent, even Chanel
Living out your life like it's a movie
Tell your girlfriends if you wanna talk
But make sure you bring a shorty for my wooski
Oh no
Yeah yeah
Know the vibes
Oh no
Credits
Writer(s): Dann Hume, Nikkita Wright
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