Room 112

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



Credits
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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