"Hotel Zaza" lyrics
(The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that)
(The Lunch Crew Company) Y'ello
Yeah, R.I.P. Cicely Tyson
We Hotel Zaza stayin', mama used to throw birthdays at the Knight Inn
Bad lil' chick from the 'Gram, hit the DM, told baby catch a flight in
Trap boomin' so damn hard, nigga, close that door or you gon' let the mice in
Hold on, bitch, close that motherfuckin' door, I just got rid of all them rats, nigga
Nigga, slide in
Trappin' and rappin', still payin' my taxes, I went and bought Tesla, can't buy Benz
Gas prices is high and the bricks movin' slow, but I'm still havin' motion, no tight end
Everybody agree, would you say it with me? We want Trump back, fuck Biden
I'm a one of one
On a bad week, I make me a honey bun
Nigga run off, turn his house to one hundred one
Send my hitters to slide with a hundred guns
Women, they love me, they say I'm a ton of fun
Don't got to get drunk, she gon' swallow cum
Sober as fuck, swear to God, she a nasty one
Slut-shame-free zone, uh, I'm my daddy's son
Wait, let me take a break
Me and mama was livin' in Section 8
Hustlin' and rappin' while workin' a 6 to 8
Anything to put food on my dinner plate
Niggas didn't give me Lunch Crew startup money
When I answer phones, niggas askin' for it
When I tell 'em no, niggas actin' funny
Get these lame goofy niggas from around me
Big plans, I got big shit
Niggas want the 'Gram to see 'em get lit
Wanna hang now, but didn't put in shit
That's that type of shit that get you dismissed (Y'ello)
This shit silly
Only real niggas gon' feel me
When I haven't ate, uh, that's the real me
Extort who? Nigga, kill me
Yeah, R.I.P. Cicely Tyson
We Hotel Zaza stayin', mama used to throw birthdays at the Knight Inn
Bad lil' chick from the 'Gram, hit the DM, told baby catch a flight in
Trap boomin' so damn hard, nigga, close that door or you gon' let the mice in
Yeah, R.I.P. Cicely Tyson
We Hotel Zaza stayin', mama used to throw birthdays at the Knight Inn
Bad lil' chick from the 'Gram, hit the DM, told baby catch a flight in
Trap boomin' so damn hard, nigga, close that door or you gon' let the mice in
(The Lunch Crew Company) Y'ello
Yeah, R.I.P. Cicely Tyson
We Hotel Zaza stayin', mama used to throw birthdays at the Knight Inn
Bad lil' chick from the 'Gram, hit the DM, told baby catch a flight in
Trap boomin' so damn hard, nigga, close that door or you gon' let the mice in
Hold on, bitch, close that motherfuckin' door, I just got rid of all them rats, nigga
Nigga, slide in
Trappin' and rappin', still payin' my taxes, I went and bought Tesla, can't buy Benz
Gas prices is high and the bricks movin' slow, but I'm still havin' motion, no tight end
Everybody agree, would you say it with me? We want Trump back, fuck Biden
I'm a one of one
On a bad week, I make me a honey bun
Nigga run off, turn his house to one hundred one
Send my hitters to slide with a hundred guns
Women, they love me, they say I'm a ton of fun
Don't got to get drunk, she gon' swallow cum
Sober as fuck, swear to God, she a nasty one
Slut-shame-free zone, uh, I'm my daddy's son
Wait, let me take a break
Me and mama was livin' in Section 8
Hustlin' and rappin' while workin' a 6 to 8
Anything to put food on my dinner plate
Niggas didn't give me Lunch Crew startup money
When I answer phones, niggas askin' for it
When I tell 'em no, niggas actin' funny
Get these lame goofy niggas from around me
Big plans, I got big shit
Niggas want the 'Gram to see 'em get lit
Wanna hang now, but didn't put in shit
That's that type of shit that get you dismissed (Y'ello)
This shit silly
Only real niggas gon' feel me
When I haven't ate, uh, that's the real me
Extort who? Nigga, kill me
Yeah, R.I.P. Cicely Tyson
We Hotel Zaza stayin', mama used to throw birthdays at the Knight Inn
Bad lil' chick from the 'Gram, hit the DM, told baby catch a flight in
Trap boomin' so damn hard, nigga, close that door or you gon' let the mice in
Yeah, R.I.P. Cicely Tyson
We Hotel Zaza stayin', mama used to throw birthdays at the Knight Inn
Bad lil' chick from the 'Gram, hit the DM, told baby catch a flight in
Trap boomin' so damn hard, nigga, close that door or you gon' let the mice in
