N2Deep - Back To The Hotel lyrics

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 V-Town, brother check it out, I'm by the dope town
 Dick in hand, you shoulda had your toke down
 A little city, chillin in the North Bay
 Needless to say, my boyz don't play fool
 Yo que sabo, you know how the songs goes?
 In the back, sippin purple chongos
 Don't look for trouble but it always seems to find us, forty
 Gripin panties, sippin, and the seats are right behind us
 Quick left, one blow, K.O.
 Hit the road to the next episode
 In the saga of a few fellows
 Oh what the hell, I guess I better tell ya
 It's Friday night, I got a brand new kick on
 For me to get bent on
 Hit the country of the picked up ML
 Eighty West, back to the hotel
 At the tele, bones is doing butt work
 Johnny Ziti had his hand up her miniskirt
 The late in the corner started to flirt
 And I knew that when she saw me baby doll was gonna jaw me
 Set for the night so I took her to my ride
 Grab my Mickey's and my boda and I met her outside
 Who-ride, I'd like to do this honey to the triple gold Z's
 Acid in my bottle, so I gotta get some more
 Put the pedal to the metal back to the liquor store
 Cause you know what I mean when I'm feelin kinda funky
 A sick honky, straight going donkey
 Money in my sock, jimmy in my glove
 Layin in the livin, cause I'm about to make good love
 And burn rubber up the block
 Back to the tele, I gotta get some new cock
 Ah naw, could it be?
 I just got a page an' a broad wanna do me
 Hooked it up, told her meet me at the hotel
 She had a friend with her so I called TL
 Smooth me up, Sally wanted me dicked
 And Monty licked, so try an' make it real quick
 Ah yeah, I jumped in the F-train
 But wait a minute, we gotta hit the store main
 I got to get some gum and some Tic-Tac's
 Two tall cans and a packet of Blackjack
 We got the goods, now we're headed for the hoe down
 There goes the tele, so fella won't you slow down
 Park the ride in front like a sick one
 Just in case, we gotta bust a quick one
 Lock the load into eighteen
 But law low cause I really don't wanna be seen
 Is this the one? Aw yeah, that's the right one
 I got the black bod and you got the white one
 So hit the light an', I just might man
 Try an' throw this thing all night an'
 Get her so strung, that she'll drop some melt
 So I can catch turf and hit another hotel From: "If you lived here, you'd be home now."
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Composer: ?

Publisher: Profile Records, Inc.


Released in: 1992

Language: English

Appearing on: Back to the Hotel (1992)

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