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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dangerfield
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dangerfield
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dangerfield
Producer
John Leyden
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Hotel California
Blowin on magnolia
She say that she love ya
But she don’t even know ya
Sold my soul for paper
Wasn’t worth the number printed on it
Ran the check up
Ran off on the plug
You know I sprinted on him
Hotel California
Blowin on magnolia
Everybody know ya
But aint nobody sober
All the stars are shinin but the streets are gritty
Goin platinum but diamonds kinda drippy
I be ridin thru LA with the top down
Tell ya thot to take her top out
And if the police pull up, put the clock down
Rollin kush an cookies ridin hot now
Codeine got me dreaming man
I be seeing demons damn
Vision is clean
Street to my dreams
I be so mean
6000 on these jeans yeah
I get so high I don’t know where I’m at
Pull the Porsche uo to ya trap
Tell ya bitch to bend it back
I never hit the bottom of the sack
Hotel California
Blowin on magnolia
She say that she love ya
But she don’t even know ya
Sold my soul for paper
Wasn’t worth the number printed on it
Ran the check up
Ran off on the plug
You know I sprinted on him
Hotel California
Blowin on magnolia
Everybody know ya
But aint nobody sober
All the stars are shinin but the streets are gritty
Goin platinum but diamonds kinda drippy
Gotta rock shades on me an it’s dark out
Hoe Ii told you I’m a star now
Poppin pills feelin far out
Keep it real still don’t talk loud
Cocaine got me wired
Y’all shit not inspired
I feel no desire
Y’all should just retire
Hear these motherfuckers talk
And it all just be lies
Yeah I live how I walk
See the smoke from my tires
I crashed the Benzo then hop in the Porsche
This heavy metal put that to you whores
Flip my wrist and throw this cash
Tell yo bitch to bend it back
I never hit the bottom of the sack
Hotel California
Blowin on magnolia
She say that she love ya
But she don’t even know ya
Sold my soul for paper
Wasn’t worth the number printed on it
Ran the check up
Ran off on the plug
You know I sprinted on him
Hotel California
Blowin on magnolia
Everybody know ya
But aint nobody sober
All the stars are shinin but the streets are gritty
Goin platinum but diamonds kinda drippy
Written by: Dangerfield