HOEtel Room Lyrics

Uh, It's DJZ

Yeah

Meet me at the hotel room

1+1, I'ma give you what you want

If you want that 2 plus 2, are we gonna add another two?

Cause we can go round 3 plus 3, body hopping up on me

Drinking 4 plus 4 and we still be needing more

Skipping 5 through ten cause your body's on 10

And I lost count of how many hunnends I spent girl

Oh, I want it with you

Leaving the casino to go book a hotel room, said

Oh, just one look at you

Way you're moving on your own, girl that shit's cruel

Cause your man is a loser, I'ma be your groom

Hop into an UBER, meet me at the hotel room

Get wet like a cruiser, spray it, perfume

Bring your hoes, little clothes to the hotel room, said

We follow one another from club to club

Live it up and we both got no plans to sober up

I'm at Room 69, coincidence?

I'm gonna put you in positions like you begging for forgiveness

I ain't talking Grande, but something is Grande

After we undressed let me see inside you, X-Ray

Bae are you sitting on sugar cause your ass be looking sweet?

On your phone, boy's calling, block and delete, sweet!

Ladies over here, couple baddies over there

Got your boy real jealous cause you can't resist a stare

So much tension in the air, you could cut it with a knife

Girl you had me pre-cumming when I saw the three stripes, yikes!

Whistle on my pistol, wanna see that ass go wiggle

Got that B-A-Double S, but she be thin right in the middle

Let me read you a lil fiddle, Incy Wincy up your spout

Cause I'm bout to clean the drought when I release up in your mouth said

Oh, I want it with you

Leaving the casino to go book a hotel room, said

Oh, just one look at you

Way you're moving on your own girl that shit's cruel

Cause your man is a loser, I'ma be your groom

Hop into an UBER, meet me at the hotel room

Get wet like a cruiser, spray it, perfume

Bring your hoes, little clothes to the hotel room

Wake up

Let me order us some room service

You can be the snack to end it off, so delicious

Gonna spice up your life, I ain't talking tic tac

Like twins, call my sack, one Cody, one Zack

Oh crap, they don't like it when I'm sexual

I better tone it down and keep it preferable

Nah fuck that shit, I ain't conventual

She give me brain cause I'm a fucking intellectual

I said smooch it, take it, give a hug with your lips

After she done giving head she gesturing a chef's kiss

Booty, shaking, apple bottom in them jeans

If you ain't fit curvy, ain't my lover, Billie Jean

We feel the connection

Pointing up like an antenna, signal erections

She laugh at the innuendo

Tell me baby don't stop, hit it DS no Nintendo

Oh, I want it with you

Leaving the casino to go book a hotel room, said

Oh, just one look at you

Way you're moving on your own girl that shit's cruel

Cause your man is a loser, I'ma be your groom

Hop into an UBER, meet me at the hotel room

Get wet like a cruiser, spray it, perfume

Bring your hoes, little clothes to the hotel room, said

5 star, hotel

Icy in here

Baby come and kiss me, won't tell

Boyfriend ain't here

Yeah we got that 5 star, hotel

Icy in here

Baby come and kiss me, won't tell

Boyfriend ain't here