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Room 808 Video (MV)




Performed By: HqKay
Length: 4:03
Written by: Adekunle Akande




HqKay - Room 808 Lyrics




To my niggas out the westside
Got it for my niggas out the

We can spend the night at the hotel
You trynna roll something we can blow L's
My nigga copped it for me for the wholesale
She said she need a Uber out in Roselle
Shawty say she with it talking hot shit
Hoping she aint frauding you don't pop shit
Got her on my hip like a sidekick
Shawty say i treat her like a sidechick

Round up all my niggas
You can round up all your bitches
If they down to get it popping
If they down to get it cracking
If they really bout that action
Im the type to make it happen
I got money in my pocket
I got liquor in the cabinet
Got whatever for your habit
And your homegirl say you tatted
But you gotta keep it private
And i know you trynna hide it
Baby aint no way around it
When i get you to my hotel
Baby aint going be no traffic
Baby aint going be no static
Said she down and she need a room key
Don't waste no time baby pull up on me
This my club you don't need no ID
45 like the prez roll deep
And my homie screaming hammer on me
Tell that boy that he gotta lay low
He just waiting for the ready set go
With the broads and we f*cking up the hotel
Everybody outside of the hotel
And they out there screaming

We can spend the night at the hotel
You trynna roll something we can blow L's
My nigga copped it for me for the wholesale
She said she need a Uber out in Roselle
Shawty say she with it talking hot shit
Hoping she aint frauding you don't pop shit
Got her on my hip like a sidekick
Shawty say i treat her like a sidechick

Gotta leave this town where they kill you for a ounce
And i'm on a roll so you know i gotta bounce
Gotta hit the road and i gotta share these sounds
Shit been weighing on me gotta drop a couple pounds
Heavy on my mind gotta drop a couple sounds
Got you out my mind and i hate to let you down
You going say that we a match
Girl i know that you attached
And you gotta hit your brakes
Girl you gotta slow it down
Eighty on your dash and you swerving in your lane
Girl you gotta break it down when a nigga come around
Now don't you add them problems on me
Got no time for the drama low key
If they talk i don't mind let it be
Stay calm i just need my room key

We can spend the night at the hotel
You trynna roll something we can blow L's
My nigga copped it for me for the wholesale
She said she need a Uber out in Roselle
Shawty say she with it talking hot shit
Hoping she aint frauding you don't pop shit
Got her on my hip like a sidekick
Shawty say i treat her like a sidechick

Caribana Poppin
Wilding in the lobby
Got the hotel rocking
All my niggas right beside me
Its way too hectic hectic hectic hectic in this building
I need to get back home need to chase these millions
I got people counting on me they depending on me
My mama told me that i'd be the one be the testimony
I'm having way too much fun
I'm running low on my funds
Can't give your ass what you want
Tell me Tell me Tell me what you want
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To my niggas out the westside
Got it for my niggas out the

We can spend the night at the hotel
You trynna roll something we can blow L's
My nigga copped it for me for the wholesale
She said she need a Uber out in Roselle
Shawty say she with it talking hot shit
Hoping she aint frauding you don't pop shit
Got her on my hip like a sidekick
Shawty say i treat her like a sidechick

Round up all my niggas
You can round up all your bitches
If they down to get it popping
If they down to get it cracking
If they really bout that action
Im the type to make it happen
I got money in my pocket
I got liquor in the cabinet
Got whatever for your habit
And your homegirl say you tatted
But you gotta keep it private
And i know you trynna hide it
Baby aint no way around it
When i get you to my hotel
Baby aint going be no traffic
Baby aint going be no static
Said she down and she need a room key
Don't waste no time baby pull up on me
This my club you don't need no ID
45 like the prez roll deep
And my homie screaming hammer on me
Tell that boy that he gotta lay low
He just waiting for the ready set go
With the broads and we f*cking up the hotel
Everybody outside of the hotel
And they out there screaming

We can spend the night at the hotel
You trynna roll something we can blow L's
My nigga copped it for me for the wholesale
She said she need a Uber out in Roselle
Shawty say she with it talking hot shit
Hoping she aint frauding you don't pop shit
Got her on my hip like a sidekick
Shawty say i treat her like a sidechick

Gotta leave this town where they kill you for a ounce
And i'm on a roll so you know i gotta bounce
Gotta hit the road and i gotta share these sounds
Shit been weighing on me gotta drop a couple pounds
Heavy on my mind gotta drop a couple sounds
Got you out my mind and i hate to let you down
You going say that we a match
Girl i know that you attached
And you gotta hit your brakes
Girl you gotta slow it down
Eighty on your dash and you swerving in your lane
Girl you gotta break it down when a nigga come around
Now don't you add them problems on me
Got no time for the drama low key
If they talk i don't mind let it be
Stay calm i just need my room key

We can spend the night at the hotel
You trynna roll something we can blow L's
My nigga copped it for me for the wholesale
She said she need a Uber out in Roselle
Shawty say she with it talking hot shit
Hoping she aint frauding you don't pop shit
Got her on my hip like a sidekick
Shawty say i treat her like a sidechick

Caribana Poppin
Wilding in the lobby
Got the hotel rocking
All my niggas right beside me
Its way too hectic hectic hectic hectic in this building
I need to get back home need to chase these millions
I got people counting on me they depending on me
My mama told me that i'd be the one be the testimony
I'm having way too much fun
I'm running low on my funds
Can't give your ass what you want
Tell me Tell me Tell me what you want
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Writer: Adekunle Akande
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