Fuck Up The Sheraton Father (Ft. Archibald Slim)
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[Hook: Father]
Who your friend? Oh, y'all sharin'
Let's fuck up the sheraton
Bitch quit playin' with my hair
I don't know where your hands been
She wanna know just where my hands been
Thumbin' through a check, same place that my band's been
[Sample]
[Verse 1: Father]
Ay my shit not built like yours, girl I'm rotten to the core
She don't love me anymore, all she say is she want more
But I ain't got no more to give so I swap her like Aunt Viv
You can have the house and kids, I'm just out here tryna live
So conceited, boy so selfish, I was born this way can't help it
Hit the room then we spoon I got hard, I know she felt it
Smoke fumes then I swooned
Got so hot we started meltin'
We fucked up the bedroom then we fucked up the sheraton
[Hook]
Who your friend? Oh, y'all sharin'
Let's fuck up the sheraton
Bitch quit playin' with my hair
I don't know where your hands been
She wanna know just where my hands been
Thumbin' through a check, same place that my band's been
Peel money, touch bitches
Who your friend? Oh, y'all sharin'
Let's fuck up the sheraton
Bitch quit playin' with my hair
I don't know where your hands been
She wanna know just where my hands been
Thumbin' through a check, same place that my band's been
[Sample]
[Verse 1: Father]
Ay my shit not built like yours, girl I'm rotten to the core
She don't love me anymore, all she say is she want more
But I ain't got no more to give so I swap her like Aunt Viv
You can have the house and kids, I'm just out here tryna live
So conceited, boy so selfish, I was born this way can't help it
Hit the room then we spoon I got hard, I know she felt it
Smoke fumes then I swooned
Got so hot we started meltin'
We fucked up the bedroom then we fucked up the sheraton
[Hook]
Who your friend? Oh, y'all sharin'
Let's fuck up the sheraton
Bitch quit playin' with my hair
I don't know where your hands been
She wanna know just where my hands been
Thumbin' through a check, same place that my band's been
Peel money, touch bitches
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