Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hotel Motel, artist - O.G Spanish Fly
Date of issue: 03.06.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hotel Motel |
What’s up, it’s that OG Spanish Fly |
Chilling with my homeboy Royal T |
My boy Silencer |
And we bout to hit a mo-mo |
Hotel, motel |
Bitch what you wanna do today (say what) |
I said I’m kicking back with a twenty pack |
And I’m smoking doser from a twenty sack |
Highland is bumping on a Sunday night |
I see some fine ass bitches and some bitches that might |
Wanna chill with the youngster that’s up to no good |
And I wake up every morning with my dick on morning wood |
This is some Dago shit, downtown bumping and dumping |
Waiting on you fools to start tripping, run up then |
What’s up girl, I ain’t tripping on your man |
I do it Dago style, Low Pro always in command |
So jump in the van if you wanna take a ride |
We headed to the Holiday on the Westside |
So leave your man, that’s the plan |
Mija we’re about to have a one night stand |
I said hotel, motel, Holiday Inn |
And if you keep on acting up, I’ll just fuck your friend |
I said hotel, motel, Holiday Inn |
And if you keep on acting up, I’ll just fuck your friend |
Southern Cali got the Regals and Impalas |
Real criminals, pelones smoking marijuana |
Rolling twenty deep, enemies up at the scene |
I’m the Silent, and once again I’m on the creep |
Jumping at the verse representing San Diego |
I’m gonna cause death with the tape of an arrow |
I’m insane and I’m up to no good |
Are you down for your set, go ahead throw your neighborhood |
Motherfucker now what |
I got the hollows for all you bitches and I don’t give a fuck |
All the time, you talk and tell stories |
I will take you off the map, this is my territory |
I kick it with cholos and criminals in the city |
And all the ladies get happy, they like to show me their titties |
Bounce, rock, roll, and skate |
And this is for the hynas that love to hate |
The vatos are ready to head back to the barrio |
Homies deep at the park, so I got to go |
Spit game at the cutties |
I’m going straight for the one with Brown skin and a big booty |
I’m a loc’d out vato in Dago |
Down with my homies so I got a lot of say so |
See I’m down with the OG’s |
Wearing Dickies and Pendletons, rapping over oldies |
And for all you fools don’t like me |
I beat em down with my gat, then I stomp em with my Nikes |
I let em know you can’t clown me |
See I’m the Royal, I’m known, and fine hynas wanna hound me |
I knock the boots and I break out |
Kick out the back, cuz there’s cops on the stake out |
A veterano once told me |
If you wanna be down, stay true to your homies |
Yeah, what’s up mija |
This is the homeboy Royal T |
Down with my homeboy Spanish Fly |
You know what this whole jam means right here |
It means we’re fucking you and your homegirl |
Haha, peace |