Lyrics:
Fuck the Holiday Inn fuck the Marriott fuck the Ritz-Carlton fuck all that bullshit it's Doubletree Took yo bitch to the Doubletree gon' take yo moms
I got a bad bitch she be on my body she in love with me Can't come to my crib I'ma meet you at the doubletree Yellow diamonds poking from my chest
I need one bourbon one Scotch one beer And that's just for me I paid for a double night at the DoubleTree So double up my order of Scotch Cause I'm
double me I see double when I'm Double geeked with two double freaks at the Doubletree only one Mizzle can't double me young nigga but I keep a double G
Is that you Monte Hopped out that SRT parked at the DoubleTree Yo bitch got a room she been liking my photos I told her no selfies please I'm
a shawty with me, yeah (Shawty with me) D to the DoubleTree (DoubleTree, yeah, yeah) Most them niggas work with the DoubleTree That ain't my homie (That
show jsem oblíbený interpret Mladý frajer s milionem, maj podezření Přísahám, budu to dělat až do zatmění Najdi mě na DoubleTree nebo Four Seasons Ale
foreigns That bitch can't come to my house Meet me at the DoubleTree And I'll be blowing, blowing, blowing Blowing, blowing, blowing, blowing, blowing
a high stepper regardless Flashed me her DD's in the lobby of the DoubleTree Down in New Orleans She down here for Mardi Gras Came to get her party
said she couldn't get enough of me I know you capping if you ain't tryna discover me Yeah I might fuck around and take her to the Doubletree Yeah, yeah,
nose Bitch you should look up to me I'm smoking that doubletree Don't stay at the doubletree You can't hate on a fucking thing Me and the presies we
up in my apartment Then I went back to the double-tree Lil shawty she said she loving me Please do not kiss me in public please She use her mouth But
hitting for free I take care of bae she gone take care of me first I hit her one time at the doubletree this shit is bouta get ugly these lil niggas can’t
got da stick, We up dat bitch, ye We let it hit Ain't talkin money I don't wanna hear it Ain't talkin bout shit I took you bitch to the doubletree Ye
the DoubleTree I see some niggas on TV they still not gon' be as famous as me Both of my pockets is filled with her dream but she mad that she ain't see no cream
DoubleTree, fuck it, oh well OxyContin, Xanax bars, Lortabs, and Percocet I got all of that, I feel like Lil' Wyte, no respect Give me neck, smokin' cigarettes,
a cookie from DoubleTree I’m tryn rock that Chanel, yeah that double C Yeah, invest into drip Slime and fuck on your bitch Let’s fly, hop on the spaceship
with the fam we a hunnit deep Living life sucka free I have never seen the inside of a doubletree Fine dining with expensive cutlery We all got the same
ain't zoing me Pussy ain't hoing me (No, no) I count up my racks at the DoubleTree (Yeah) I'm rocking double C, chop sing like Jodeci (Yeah! Yeah) Up in
niggas ball so bad, I started up a league Fuck with me, you niggas can't trouble me from the Doubletree Step your suites up, I get Oliver to set
at the DoubleTree (two) Yellow ice, a bumblebee, pinky ring, a quarter key (yeah) iPhone and Metro, twerking off the whole thing (brr, that work) My earring,
an omelet Girl it's 5 in the morning You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria Only thing open is Waffle House, girl don't start with me I used
at the DoubleTree (two) Yellow ice, a bumblebee, pinky ring, a quarter key (yeah) iPhone and Metro, twerking off the whole thing (brr, that work) My earring,
niggas can't talk to me (hunnid mill') Get sloppy toppy, but you givin' currency (egh) I make your bitch work for me, she at the Doubletree (bitch)
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