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