Montell Fish - Hotel

Im a slave to her, slave to her love
Im a slave to her, slave to her love
Im a slave to her, slave to her love
Im a slave to your love, its who you are that I cry

When I met you in that hotel room
I could tell that you were so bad news
But I keep messing with ya, messin with ya
And now youre messing with me, messin with me
I keep going back to this hotel room
I just dont know what the hell to just tell you
But I love messing with ya, messin with you
Girl, now youre messing with me, mеssin with me
This hotel room
You put me in, my lovе
My love
You know me, girl
Better than I know myself, my love
Hotel hell, ooh, hoo