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Hotel Room - Felly
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Hotel Room Felly

Hotel Room - Felly
Turn up everything in my headphones please

[Verse]
Gone with the beat, gone with the motherfucking beat
Gone with the motherfucking bag in the street, bag in the street, bag in the street

Pffft, ah
Gone, gone through the day
Going, think I hada make pace
I ain't got much but I like it that way
I was sad one day then everything change

Pffft, fake
Fake as the snakes
Y'all thinkin' that a boy Drake
I ain't got stress yo I'm makin' shit bang
I ain't got mills but I sure can sang
Man I sure can-

Pfff, fresh
Fresh as the breeze
Cold as my chick when she leave
Hoes wanna roll when I spit a 16
And the kid gon' ball don't you worry 'bout me
But the boy so-
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