Lyrics:
could I melt the heart
Of a wild Irish rose
Well a gypsy she has made of me
A servant of the street
And back to bed I've traveled
To taste a love
bruv
Yea... it's proper bollocks innit... the european union is a very beneficial economic federation
Innit, and it'll have problematic effects
in tall amounts I guess we had a little trouble in the hotel bar
Some hometown bubba went a little too far
He said he don't like Catholics he don't
even mean to fall asleep but erm
Hotel's paid for tho
With my guys
Causing rush hour
Out in Tokyo
Love Hotel
Pulling out heavy metal
To your favourite
On a grandi dans des sous-sols
On a fait des sous sales fonce-dé dans des hôtels
Chien de la casse n'a pas sa camisole
Toujours été considéré comme des
Brian pillman was found dead in a hotel room in bloomington, minnesota
He had competed the night before in st. paul
This tragic occurrence obviously
up in flashes
The Irish tomb was drenched in blood
Spanish bombs shatter the hotels
My senorita's rose was nipped in the bud
Spanish bombs, yo te
After birth of beer
Hanging out in hotel mirrors
Moon rolling over like
A bitch dog in heat
I ain't never been baptized
All my strung out alibis
broke
So we gon' pull of trunk first
So that you niggas know
With an Irish centerfold but all
She know is Adido
Damn my momma proud a nigga
Made it out
(uo-oooohhhh)
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
While you at home on twitter trynna hackin' her page and shyt
We smoking and crackin jokes on how lame ya is (Uhhh)
Hotel
space
Say he got a case of straps at the back of the hotel cupboard
Room 508, check by the safe, she say "Boy you got it made
Do you got a cape?", I ain't
It's the kind of grey November day that washes away reflections
In the eyes of hotel porters
And the latticed wooden benches by the sea contain no
Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
Lookin at me like I'm sick
Walkin by chin-chins I
to the beach, I'm Irish. I don't get a tan. I go from white to stroke, takes about 20 minutes. He inaudible get him in the van. I went snorkeling in Puerto Rico.
The Irish goodbye, into the woods in the dead of winter
We bought a 1985 Suburban, loaded up our equipment
And just left town
People make music for all
The mandem too inconsiderate
Five-star hotel, smoking cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the Phenergan
She got thick but she wanna get thin again
shitty hotels
Sleeping on top but it comes in wearing socks
And we should not know and the shit would go ill
On stage on the country raw but nobody knew
As the decent people
Fumble for their keys
We used to spend the night in town
Down by City Hall
And the water works of Irish Beach
Just below the falls
We'd
to Ethiopia
Fuck you english cunt, I'm going to impregnate your daughter and chop off her head, thats because I'm-
Having a barmy, Irish republican army (IRA)
strong
Don't bring your ass in the hotel
If you don't want to fuck
Don't call if you a waverer
If you ain't about none
Sex with me can be gently
If you
And getting drunk with many pints and wines
It's taken me a couple years to know them well
No matter if they book a bad or fancy hotel
Laying on the beach until
tax owed bills
It's the summer marching season it's the old firm new hate thrills
The offices hotels the new year at the bells
It's the umpteen no bad
wearing reflective vest fucking with temp services hotel attendants serving a purpose
If u Iive in a Port City work is limited
Work coming off that dock
Don't talk shit to me
I'ma treat you like Vicky
Three rounds to your dome
Now you lookin' like Mickey
Pull up at the hotel with a tripod
Shawty playin'
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