R. Kelly - 2 THE HOTEL lyrics

2 THE HOTEL WRITTEN BY YOUNG SOULJA THE REALEST [VERSE ONE]: SIP A LITTLE WINE, PUT YO SEAT IN RECLINE/ NOW COUNT SIXTY SECOUNDS I'MA MAKE YA ASS MINE/ WIFEY AT THE CRIB, SO CAN'T GO TO MY PLACE/ FINE YOUNG DYME I MEET YA ASS OFF MYSPACE/ BABY IS YOU WIT IT/ SWING THEY ASS MY WAY LINE A PINATA I CAN HIT IT/ I TOLD HER RUB THE POONANNY, IT WILL MAKE THE DICK HARDER/ AND I CAN MAKE IT RAIN BUT I AIN'T DEWAYNE CARTER/(NOPE) SO I'LL THROW CHANGE FOR STARTERS/ PUSSY DRIP DROPPIN'LIKE A FAUCET LEAKIN' SOME WATER/ IT'S A FULL MOON OUT, IT'S HELLA GETTIN' LATE/ AND I DON'T GOT RESERVATIONS AT THE E-Z 8/ (NOT YET) WE CAN SHINE LIKE REAL DIAMONDS, NO CUBIC Zirconium/ LET ME GET BEHIND YOU BABY, WHILE YOU PLAY POTIUM/ NO CUBIC Zirconium/ NOW LET ME GET BEHIND YOU BABY, WHILE YOU PLAY Potium / [VERSE TWO]: SEE I COULD TAKE YOU TO THE HOTEL, ONLY IF YOU KNOW KELLS/ WE CAN GET IT POPPIN' OFF THE NECK LIKE COAT TAILS/ OH WELL, LET ME WARM IT LIKE OAT MEAL / AND BETTER GIVE IT FREE, CAUSE I DON'T WANT IT IF IT'S FOR SALE/ YES, AND YOU fu*kIN' WITH THE BEST/ AND IF YOU ROLLIN' WITH THE SOULJA YOU AIN'T GOTTA STRESS/ NA, SO BABY TELL ME HOW YOU FEELIN'/ YOU CAN SIP A LIL' BRANDY BUT IT'S ONLY IF YOU WILLIN'/