Marriott
Marriott
I want to go on a Marriott
It don't matter what jet plane I take
Never ever before like an idiot
Doors are closed beyond the bar
We're making money
Maybe you should spend it
Up to buy a new car
The destination you're going is not too far
All the weave I have on my head
I feel like I'm already a star
I want to go on a Marriott
Not a space dealer who see
riots happening around our blocks
I see no pilots. You can get on a helicopter and feel free at last
As I mention in my life
We can have a blast
but let's forget about the past.
Marriott, Marriott, Marriott
You know that I want to go on a Marriott
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