Room 925 (Fuck To This)

(álbum: The Layover - 2011)

[Cyhi Da Prince:]
Damn baby you're sexy
What you're scared for?
You think somebody gon' find out?
Who gon' say somethin'?
I ain't gon' tell on myself
Oh man, baby we're grown
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
You feel me?

[Mike Posner:]
I hit first night
Now she's worried I think that she's a groupie
But I know I'm still
Probably gonna take her to the movies
Now I find myself
In another delicate situation
'Cause I can't date you
We can talk 'bout it I'm at the Holiday Inn

If you don't tell your girlfriends, I won't tell the crew
No one has to know about the crazy shit we do
I can keep it on the low, girl, I don't kiss and tell
No one has to know about what goes on in this hotel
I won't tell a soul

She's mad at me
'Cause I forgot to call her on her birthday
But I've been running around
Doing what makes you wanna fuck me in the first place
I don't like you
Enough to think 'bout making you my lady
I only call you
When I'm in town I know that drive you crazy

If you don't tell your girlfriends, I won't tell the crew
No one has to know about the crazy shit we do
I can keep it on the low, girl, I don't kiss and tell
No one has to know about what goes on in this hotel
I won't tell a soul

[Cyhi Da Prince:]
Yeah, nope, hah
Hah, what you mean tell?
I don't even watch television
And I don't own a telescope, you feel me?
Cyhi

I got this girl I met in Kennesaw
Originally from Wichita
She said she from the country
So I pulled her bumping Tim McGraw
I got a few dollars in my budget
So I scooped her in the rental car
I took her back to the W
Reached inside the minibar
And poured us both a cup of Goose
Then I rolled up like a rubber do
First I lay you on the bed
Then I cocoa-butter you
Then we do what lovers do
On top of the covers, ooh
Damn, girl, you're sexy
You gon' make me baby mother you
Then she said, "What am I gon' tell my friends?"
And this is what I told her before I put it in

[Mike Posner:]
If you don't tell your girlfriends, I won't tell the crew
No one has to know about the crazy shit we do
I can keep it on the low, girl, I don't kiss and tell
No one has to know about what goes on in this hotel
I won't tell a soul