Hotel

[Hook - Kid Ink & Chris Brown:]

I said why you over there lookin' at me?

While I'm with my girlfriend

Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?

Let's take it to the hotel, let's take it to the hotel

[Kid Ink:]

I said why you over there lookin'?

Got a starin' problem and you fuckin'

I know you see my girl, stop frontin'

I could tell you up to a lil' somethin', hol'up

I'ma play it cool, baby roll one

While you make your way and get over here

My girl ain't down then it's over

Just tell her that she look good when I'm over there

In the first play, pour one up

Baby don't be too thirsty

Groupie love ain't ever gon' work

See hoes ain't loyal and never keep it lowkey

That ain't alright

I'ma take a shot, couple shots thru the night

Tell a joke, keep it fun, make her feel it's alright

Give you the game wholesale

And bet a hundred that I take 'em to the hotel

[Hook - Kid Ink & Chris Brown:]

I said why you over there lookin' at me?

While I'm with my girlfriend

Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?

Let's take it to the hotel, let's take it to the hotel

Take it to the hotel, baby leave with me

Know I got a penthouse suite

I said why you over there lookin' at me?

While I'm with my girlfriend

[Chris Brown:]

It's kinda hard when I see you lookin' over here

With them eyes

I got a girl but I'm feelin' your body

So I'ma have to just play both sides

I hope she don't come over here

Cause I'm with my girl, you know I love her

I got two of my bitches in the club

And they about each other, oh no

[Kid Ink:]

But a nigga never Paranoid

You fuckin' with a man not a little boy

What? I could barley hear your little voice

In the club but your body makin' all the noise

Clap it up, stack it up

Where your purse? Just pack it up

Grab her hand, tell her we should go now

If you really wanna take this party to the hotel

[Hook]

[Kid Ink:]

Over there lookin' all suspicious

Get a clue girl, don't be a mystery

I see you likin' on all my pictures

Of me and my bitch

Up in all of our business

So, you gotta know it ain't a limit to

What appeal and a nigga do

Make a straight girl go down

Just bit down

I might fuck around and lick her too

It ain't a problem, my metabolism high

Eat you both up for dinner

Just keep it real with a real mothafucka

Ain't got time for no pretenders

Now just bring it to me

That fleek, that freak, no classy stuff

Been pushin' up, don't pussy now

Bitch what you really on?

[Hook]

• Artist:Kid Ink
• Album:"Full Speed" (2015)