Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motel 7, artist - Serious Klein. Album song You Should've Known, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Majestic Casual
Song language: English
Motel 7 |
I said the hotel, motel, holiday inn |
I said if you can’t pay the thing to bad |
Your ass just can’t come in |
I said the hotel, motel, holiday inn |
I said if you can’t pay the thing to bad |
Your ass just can’t come in |
Jumped outta church like whats my purpose nigga |
I wrote this shit right after service nigga |
Just make sure that you kinda heard this nigga |
Riot between blessings and curses nigga |
The west african young phenomenon |
Whats up to these deacon’s up in these parks |
Loving that coochie and that mardi gras |
I hope they play me while you unzip them broads |
Sweet lord Jesus i just had a dream, i was walking |
It’s tough out here when you be struggling with these portions |
Redwine parties, pretty sisters and abortions |
And some shiny ass Rolli’s, shush boy leave it talkless |
It’s some pendants out here |
And some handouts out here |
They say the truth is hard to manage out here |
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe |
Just praying that it goes well |
They say that hell is hot |
I heard that heaven’s like a hotel |
I said the hotel, motel, holiday inn |
I said if you can’t pay the thing to bad |
Your ass just can’t come in |
I said the hotel, motel, holiday inn |
I said if you can’t pay the thing to bad |
Your ass just can’t come in |
Ay this that sugarcane talking |
That front-seat pretending |
That Kesha is fucking a preacher |
Up in that Bentley, that no bending |
Humble man will get this |
Cause humble mans submissive |
And Humble man break no bread with mermaids or thirsty bitches |
Momma always said it |
The cross or the caddy |
Them horns or them angel wings |
Some of you won’t be ready |
Don’t let these visions turn blurry |
Or the Henny run heavy |
Temptation is a motherfucker |
Witnessed by Tyler Perry (mhhh) |
Wake up in the morning and i ask myself |
Is life worth living should i blast myself? |
Steal a car fuck the traffic, man i crash myself |
Judge that nigga in the mirror |
Man i know no wealth |
This that type of shit that makes you wanna lean on the higher power |
Cursing your whole damn life in these latest hours |
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe |
It’s freedom or it’s your cell |
They say that hell is hot |
I heard that heaven’s like a hotel |
I said the hotel, motel, holiday inn |
I said if you can’t pay the thing to bad |
Your ass just can’t come in |
I said the hotel, motel, holiday inn |
I said if you can’t pay the thing to bad |
Your ass just can’t come in |