Young Soulja The Realest - 2 The Hotel lyrics

[Verse one]: Sip a little wine, put yo seat in recline Now count sixty secounds I’ma make ya a** mine Wifey at the crib, so can’t go to my place Fine young dyme I meet ya a** off myspace Baby is you wit it Swing they a** 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 p**y 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 f**in’ 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’