Hotel Habita by Rey Santoya
Tracklist
| 1. | Hotel Habita | 3:10 |
Lyrics
This ain’t really hip hop, this is elevator music
That plays when the doors are closing, fuck it, go ahead, say it’s stupid
I know bitches on the Northside, they went to Robert E. Lee
Onomatopoeia, gonorrhea, got hot in these streets
I got money, I got capers, I got that chamoy for later
Hop up in the purple Chevrolet, and see Santoya’s greater
I know when they talking shit, always try avoid the haters
Popping champagne in the club, spill over my employment papers
Everybody wanna go, straight up to the top, and they flop
Treading water the same spot, thinking they all the way hot
Popping mollies, popping tags, popping off, and they pop tags
All around the world they go, H&M when they shop bags
Fly around la Mexico, Oaxaca, or Yucatan
Balcony at the hotel, wind blowing with Tupac on
Living life above the law, Girlie naked, such in awe
Put a Luchador mask on her face, and then I fuck her raw
What ya wanna do? What ya wanna do?
Get away, get away, get away
You and I hit up, Tenochtitlan
I’ve been riding high, I’ve been riding high, I’ve been flying by
I’m like cyanide to your kids, we’re not eye to eye
Little bit inside your mind, I know the when the time is right
You can join the Outsiders and realize what our lives are like
We treat a thousand dollars like it’s a million, fuck it
I am just trying to make fortune off these rapping skills, I love it
I need no fucking mansion, with a sports car and security
I wanna studio near to me, in seven years to be
First in the game, Google Searching my name
The fly in everybody’s soup, they talking, the person you blame
Unworthy of fame, never accepted by anyone of your own
Always fly away when the trouble is known
I guess I percolate now, all the words I say, nouns
Adjectives, verbs, I stay loud, trouble, I learn my way out
Never falling down, but I’m falling up, don’t call it luck
The team and I don’t give a shit if you don’t have love for all of us
What ya wanna do? What ya wanna do?
Get away, get away, get away
You and I hit up, Tenochtitlan
Me and you, go
