Fuck Up the Sheraton - Father, Archibald Slim

Who your friend?

Oh, y’all sharin'

Let’s fuck up the sheraton

Bitch quit playin' with my hair

I don’t know where your hands been

She wanna know just where my hands been

Thumbin' through a check, same place that my band’s been

Ay my shit not built like yours, girl I’m rotten to the core

She don’t love me anymore, all she say is she want more

But I ain’t got no more to give so I swap her like Aunt Viv

You can have the house and kids, I’m just out here tryna live

So conceited, boy so selfish, I was born this way can’t help it

Hit the room then we spoon I got hard, I know she felt it

Smoke fumes then I swooned

Got so hot we started meltin'

We fucked up the bedroom then we fucked up the sheraton

Who your friend?

Oh, y’all sharin'

Let’s fuck up the sheraton

Bitch quit playin' with my hair

I don’t know where your hands been

She wanna know just where my hands been

Thumbin' through a check, same place that my band’s been

Peel money, touch bitches

See but don’t hear me so don’t hear how they ain’t seeing me

Blow their bitch phone up to see if she been seeing me

Just cause she ain’t there with you don’t meet she gon' here with me

But hoes do be tryna smoke and chill and drink a beer with me

Words slur, they burpin' lines, ask why she’s still here with me

Asking just be clear with me, no open ended mysteries

Don’t got time for boyfriends.

All my

Living how I’m living, what’s me

Hit it, quit it, keep on living loyal

Boy it’s elementary

feeling me

Niggas see it, bitches see it, tryna stick the in me

Might just be a target in the end, you ain’t gon'

if it happen I’m a deal with it

What it is is what it is kill this shit

Who your friend?

Oh, y’all sharin'

Let’s fuck up the sheraton

Bitch quit playin' with my hair

I don’t know where your hands been

She wanna know just where my hands been

Thumbin' through a check, same place that my band’s been