Hotel

Lyrics
[Intro] Hey (Ahahaha) What's good mami? What's up? Anything, what y'all doin' tonight? Shit, I don't know Shit, you need to come through to my realm Hah, we had the party at the hotel We gotta party in my hotel [Chorus] Tell 'em it's a party at my hotel Lil hottie with a body, we could party in my hotel She drink tequila, now we freakin', gettin' naughty in my hotel You can be my lil secret and I promise that I won't tell And I promise that I won't tell [Verse 1] Lil hottie with a body I met her in the lobby at the hotel Caramel smell, well she a bombshell She a threat to everything, yeah she raise hell And she paid well She know I'm runnin' game but I, I run my game well You can tell (Tell), but don't you tell (Tell) Main reason why you all up in my hotel Designer down head to toe Leave that Versace on the floor That thing softer than velour Baby, you know how the rest goes [Chorus] It's a party at my hotel Lil hottie with a body, we could party in my hotel She drink tequila, now we freakin', gettin' naughty in my hotel You can be my lil secret and I promise that I won't tell And I promise that I won't tell [Bridge] Shh, wait a minute Bring that thing over here, you should stay a minute (Too hot, too hot) When I play up in it Won't tell, 'cause it ain't they business [Verse 2] Uh, goddamn, goddamn Ya ain't got money, then ya ain't got a plan In town for the night, baby girl this ya chance No ring on ya hand, then ya ain't gotta man, ooh Lover boy who I be, get it on in with freaks Makin' noise in the sheets, ooh Bam-bam to the beat, ink sand on the beach I'm the man of your dreams, ooh Shorty got the big back (Big back) Break her off like a Kit Kat (Kit Kat) 1800, we can we sip that Couple tings at the kick-back [Chorus] Tell 'em it's a party at my hotel Lil hottie with a body, we could party in my hotel She drink tequila, now we freakin', gettin' naughty in my hotel You can be my lil secret and I promise that I won't tell And I promise that I won't tell [Outro] (Hey, hey) Clap, clap for me, ma (Hey, hey) Yeah, clap for me (Uh-oh) Woo, clap, clap for me (Hey, hey) Woo, clap for me (Uh-oh) Hahahahahaha (Hey, hey) This for all the girls around the world (Uh-oh) Uh, love 'em all, love 'em all (Hey, hey) Small, skinny, fat, or tall (Uh-oh) Hey baby, what you doin'...
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Credits
- Writers
- Ryan Moran
- Phillip Santavenere
- Kedar Fluker