Official 'Hotel Lobby (Unc & Phew)' Lyrics By Quavo & Takeoff

Quavo And Takeoff Lyrics

Read the official lyrics to Quavo and Takeoff's new song 'Hotel Lobby'. The song was released on May 20th as part of the body of work for Quavo's upcoming album, Cheat Code, Hotel Lobby was co-produced by Keanu Beats, Murda Beatz and Fabio Aguillarr.

PLAY AND LISTEN TO: Hotel Lobby (Unc And Phew) By Quavo & Takeoff

Quavo & Takeoff - Hotel Lobby Lyrics

Intro
M-M-M-Murda

Verse 1: Takeoff
Let's get it
Hop off a sixteen passenger
This a G5, no, this not a Challenger (Big one)
I keep some members with me and the freaks get coach seats
They some cannibals (Eaters)
They like to get geeked, drink a whole bottle, wake up and repeat (Damn)
She took a lil (Shh), mixed it with the (Chill out)
Now she said she seeing 3D (Wow)
I go in the jungle and I ain't got a coat, I bet I come out with a mink (I bet I)
Do this shit for the fam' 'cause this shit bigger than me (Big)
Color stones in my infinity link, and in the factory, masterpiece (Factory)
I call him twin 'cause that be my brother
We got the same Rollie, he matching me (Nah, for real)

Chorus: Quavo
Water on me like the sauna (Wet), some karats, some pointers (Woo)
All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble)
Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo)
Buy it all, fuck a fronter (Fuck nigga)
Can't call me no fronter (Woo, cash)
Drop top, feeling like Stunna (Hah, drop top)
Get these plays, don't running (We gone)
Chrome Hearts wallet, smoke my pilot, take three vibes to the tropics (Tropics)
Nigga wasn't shit, I was outside just serving narcotics (Narcotics, woo)
Pass me that stick, nigga make one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt)
Blame it on bro with a hoe flooded out in the hotel lobby (Flooded)

Verse 2: Quavo
It's crowded, diamonds be dancing like Bobby (They dancin')
Don't touch it, this Glock, it be cocky (Don't touch it)
Soon as G6 departed, we get it (We kick it)
Bitches gon' trend on the topic (Keep trending)
The way I pull up, I'ma pop it and none of these niggas gon' stop me (Pull up, gone)
Put this shit on, get a cup for the drip, I'm a muhfucking faucet (Kilo)
Keep stacking, your bank gone get bigger (Go)
Never will I throw some shade on no nigga (On Take')
Lil nigga, don't play with these niggas (No)
I see the big picture, we up on these niggas (Uh)
The Huncho, the one, you gon' call on me, nigga? ('Cho)
I got your bag, you gon' follow me, nigga (Foll')
When I get up, we gon' ball on these niggas (Ball)
Fucking shit up 'cause we beat out the system (Fuck the system)

Chorus: Quavo
Water on me like the sauna (Wet), some karats, some pointers (Woo)
All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble)
Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo)
Buy it all, fuck a fronter (Fuck nigga)
Can't call me no fronter (Woo, cash)
Drop top, feeling like Stunna (Hah, drop top)
Get these plays, don't running (We gone)
Chrome Hearts wallet, smoke my pilot, take three vibes to the tropics (Go)
Nigga wasn't shit, I was outside just serving narcotics (Narcotics, woo)
Pass me that stick, nigga make one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt)
Blame it on bro with a hoe flooded out in the hotel lobby (Flooded)

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