Lyrics

Ooo Room 112 you're invited oh Room 112 you're invited Room 112 you're invited oh Room 112 where we whine up VIP pass fuck a line up Bad girl killem wid ya curve when you bubble and turn Mommi gimme what you got before ya time up Talk dirty ya know mi like it Oh no you ain't gotta hide it girl Ain't no body livin' righteous I get high when I write shit, ooo Ooo Room 112 you're invited oh Room 112 you're invited oh Ooo yeah I got my eyes on-eye on Ooo yeah room 112 Way turned up I ain't slept in days This ain't new to me, I don't play No don't be concerned, we all lie somedays Girl lay off your phone, tell your man you're safe Beats so hard it's hot like a sauna SiCK give me a hollow Earth ain't flat dummy I'll never fall off You gon' do exactly what I say so Ooo Room 112 you're invited oh 416 it's me Man's so cold, you'd freeze Real life ain't no dream When she talk filthy nasty to me Come to mi level Break all the rules middle finger the devil Got ya gal taken off set, Migos, a rebel Got ya gal taken off set, Migos, a rebel... Uh oh! Ooo yeah I got my eyes on you Ooo yeah Room 112 come through Ooo yeah I got my eyes on you Ooo yeah Room 112 come through Ooo yeah I got my eyes on-eye on Ooo yeah room 112 come through Ooo
Writer(s): Michael Keith, Marvin E Scandrick, Daron Tavaris Jones, Lamont Maxwell, Jeffrey Leon Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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