5 Star Hotel (feat. Vanilla Rice & Cribmax)

Stepping in the lobby, like, man it's a dream come true Five star hotel, everything brand new Fine art on the walls, marble floor underfoot Concierge give me looks Got a suite on the top floor, phone off the hook Room service on speed dial, catering the goods Room service at the door got no worries anymore Chandelier and the curtains from the ceiling to the floor Flicking on the night light, tucked up in my bed tight Highest level, best glance of the city night brights Ain't no cheap price My bed look like Queen Elizabeth's colored gold, white when the morning curtains rise Wash with Dior soap, Versace robe, I look like a mummy Gourmet breakfast delivered in bed, I fill up my tummy Jet upstairs but its private, and one floor above me Somebody call up a detective, my case won't close the money Stepping in the lobby, like, man it's a dream come true Five star hotel, everything brand new Fine art on the walls, marble floor underfoot Concierge give me looks Got a suite on the top floor, phone off the hook Room service on speed dial, catering the goods Room service at the door got no worries anymore Chandelier and the curtains from the ceiling to the floor 5 star hotel, only got 5 bucks Not enough? Oh well I'ma sneak inside the suitcase of another man's luggage Steal his ticket to the room, only price I pay is nothing Open up the fridge I need a bottle of water Grab me another one, price tag, 10 bucks, already spun The cap of the bottle mid-air, deeds already done I'ma need a new escape plan to the lobby front Grabbin' continental breakfast, Cribmax need another song When I grab the food, use my hands, I don't need the tongs Make it to the checkout but I'm broke, you can't say I'm wrong When they try to take me, call Vanilla, feature on the song Stepping in the lobby, like, man it's a dream come true Five star hotel, everything brand new Fine art on the walls, marble floor underfoot Concierge give me looks Got a suite on the top floor, phone off the hook Room service on speed dial, catering the goods Room service at the door got no worries anymore Chandelier and the curtains from the ceiling to the floor One star lobby, I'ma get a new hobby I'ma start a new channel called "Hotel Bobby" Where I go to different cities and I hit up all the spots And I park my Lamborghini in the Hilton parking lots I give a one star rating for the service they refused me 'Cus I didn't have my shoes, I left them in the jacuzzi Make it half a star, steak bar, I didn't see one around Because my standards are high and their quality's down I'm a harsh critic, I crashed Don's civic He said that Crib did it, Vanillas now livid They gave a five star rating just because I gave it one I said, "Hey, contrarian gang, what have you done?"