| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| I’d invite everybody
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| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| And have all those women round me
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| Dime piece she from Memphis
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| Jay blaze be in H town
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| My girl Dior, she don’t dance no more
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| But she cool as fuck cause she stay down
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| I should send the G5 to DC
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| Fill it up with them girls from the stadium
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| Cause D town like British
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| And I’m sure it’s some shit she can say to him
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| You got reds, You got Lisha,
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| Caliente, Trisha
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| And I don’t think I know her stage name
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| But the bitch so bad you might kiss her
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| What about that A town
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| Magic City, OG
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| I spent so many hundreds (all them bitches know me)
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| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| I’d invite everybody
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| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| And have all those women round me
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| Remy Red be in KOD
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| And she be climbing up that pole
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| Plus her ass so swoll
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| Can’t forget just Britney
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| I seen a nigga spend 60
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| But he still ain’t get that number
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| Gave her his and said «you gon hit me?"(nope)
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| You got liquid, You got bird
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| They don’t buy bags, they don’t buy furs
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| They just stack they money high
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| They both got houses in the burbs
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| Can’t forget Jaz
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| Even though we be beefing
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| But I’m a get bout 20 racks
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| Spend it on her this weekend
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| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| I’d invite everybody
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| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| And have all those women round me
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| Damn I miss that jazzy tease
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| Damn I miss Club Nikki’s
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| I was 17 at the blue flame
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| Up in the gentleman’s club getting tipsy
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| Damn I miss white chocolate
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| Anybody seen Sugar?
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| If I was having money back then
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| Swear to God I’d have took her
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| Nah nah, Irene the dream
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| I see them turn rich niggas into fiends
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| I hit boy toy when I was 20
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| She told a young nigga
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| Whole lot of themes
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| Made a nigga wanna get rich
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| And on nights like this
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| I sit in my hotel room
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| And I reminisce
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| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| I’d invite everybody
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| Wish I could turn my hotel into a strip club
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| And have all those women round me |