Kid Art - 5 Star Hotel lyrics

[Intro] "You'd expect a 5 star hotel in a 5 star town like New York City And I fell in love with one of the most beautiful Probably the most regal hotel in all of Manhattan." (5 star hotel, 5 star hotel) "...type of hotel that makes you stand up straight the moment you see it!" [Hook: Kid Art] Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that champagne and Ferraris You ain't really living If you ain't living well Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that Liberace The diamond rings Them gold chains, them Jesus pieces [Verse 1: Vinny Cha$e] Man, gimme that 5 star When I pull up to the front With the four-door drop top My god They try hard And they die hard You can't be V.Cha$e Don't try dog (Nah) Made more money in my sleep Than you make all week Everything on me V's Everything on me cost cheese Everything on you cheap 5 star, you ain't used to that Cheers Club, champagne Your crew is whack Maybach two-tone With the blue back With the seats back Kickin' heat raps The Gansevoort is my second home I keep models all in that lobby It's a 3-on-1 Two get it on And I keep one of them watching (yeah) [Bridge] You know I'm getting cheddar Where ever cheddar be Tell all my haters Rest in Peace Get money, get with me That SoHo Grand is my second home I keep models all in that lobby It's a 3-on-1 Two get it on And I keep one of them watching (kid) [Hook: Kid Art] Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that champagne and Ferraris You ain't really living If you ain't living well Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that Liberace The diamond rings Them gold chains, them Jesus pieces (x2) [Verse 2: Vinny Cha$e] Cuban on my neck with the Jesus Disrespect this Club, we gon' leave em Money and God I believe in Whips and cars, my garage full of Beamers Gold rings on my hand We leave money in the Goyard bag n***as talk trash Cause I ball hard, my bad n***as all 'bout cash Yeah I'm on that You could see I'm more 'bout swag n***as hate on Cha$e Hate but I stay baked up Caked up Brought me down, n***a stay up Little n***a V.Cha$e Get yo weight up City all mine Don't hate, don't wait up If you ain't Cheers then you ain't fam And the Rolex on me, it costs 10 grand 5 star hotels I be all in that Liberace, Versace It's all in black [Bridge] You know I'm getting cheddar Where ever cheddar be Tell all my haters Rest in Peace Get money, get with me That 5 star sh** I be in Top floors Hatin' a** n***as V.C don't see 'em Just me and my n***as Don't need you Nah, just me My n***as don't need you [Hook: Kid Art] Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that champagne and Ferraris You ain't really living If you ain't living well Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that 5 star hotel Gimme that Liberace The diamond rings Them gold chains, them Jesus pieces (x2)