not a) motel, Holiday Inn (you don't believe me though) And if your girl acts up at the carnival, then you take her friend Hotel, (I'm not a) motel,
shackles You can come and see if you want to In the walls youll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you And the streets are paved with gold
shackles You can come and see if you want to In the walls you'll see the mantles Where the light shines dim all around you And the streets are paved with gold
'm still rappin'" Comin' at you fresh, do you know what happened? I'm sayin' rhymes messin' with your mind I didn't want your, girl, 'cause she really ain't fine I took her to a motel
money, two for the show Three I want a real big booty to go Check it, for the homies, five for the tricks And everybody down at the Motel Six I had seven
I know I hit tha snow is you feelin' me I'm lookin' good twenty-three's on that flippin' paint Them twelve golds in my mouth makin' these bitches faint
't even spell Take a fine ass gal to a cheap motel And if she hungry I take that bitch to Taco Bell Oh weeell Her pussy ain't made of gold And if
a man's best friend So what you found you a hoe that you like But you can't make a hoe a housewife wife I mostly sold dick while I packed a gold clip
freak it And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme Look at that, I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat My shit went gold, I got fat knots And you
Remember the nights we would jam in the motels After the honky tonks closed No one had credit And no one had no place to go. Just crazy kids with 'lectric
off in my face 'cause you can bet that I come equipped You wanna know what you say, to get that biank to let you blend (What) Hotel, motel, holiday inn
what Off the hook, stalking in clubs Tossing 'em walkin' in blood Barking that rogue dog shit Dirty devils better hold yaw lips Nina ripping, ill beast flows Yeah, we know it will reach gold
that went out in '93 Still locin, blunted and smokin' Gator Rade and Thunderbird, a pocket full of Trojans For them hoochies, that wanna smooch me End up in Motel
When I walked over and said "Hi" and introduced myself And "What's your name?" I asked She just smiled She was wearing a tiny gold
Oh, I stepped off the train at dawn Walked along an open road to find you Oh, you made beds at the Gold Motel Sold junk at the carousel to bind you Lo
this game They wants my crib they wants kids since I done got my fame I never recall you askin' your last boyfriend for nathin' But now the Big Bourban on gold
wants my crib they wants my kisses, all I done gots my fame I never recall you askin' your last boyfriend for nathin' But now they be purple on gold