Leave The Club
GloRilla, Lil Durk, Don Toliver
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Buss it open, show me babe (Ooh, baby, please) Buss it open, show me babe (Ooh, baby, please) Buss it for a real player (Ooh, baby, please) I want you how I want you (Ooh, baby, please) Oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah) I wanna leave the club right now (right now, yeah) Tell you niggas in the cut to pipe down (pipe down) (I wanna leave the club right now) She want me to the upside down (yeah) (I wanna leave the club right now) She a freak when you're not around You pulled up tipsy, oh, yeah I ain't gotta take it to the head (let's go) She doin' whatever to get in my bed Got me like, "here we go again" (yeah) Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh I wanna leave the club right now, babe Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh I wanna leave the club right now I'm feelin' this shit is thumpin' But I'm finna get you out of here (get you out of here) Don't know how you got to the function (get you out of here) But I'm finna get you out of here (out of here) (Ooh, baby, please) Buss it open, show me babe (Ooh, baby, please) Buss it for a real player (Ooh, baby, please) I want you how I want you (Ooh, baby, please) Smurk V.I.P., I'm off the mud right now My bitch text my phone "leave the club right now" Make excuse, the kids need me, I'ma do it right now Quarter ticket for the backend, goin' to court right now They sayin', gotta watch their stories Told me if I lied, then she probably tryna lure me Your friends over there, when I pull up we havin' orgies I don't care if your finsta page private, don't record me, 'cord me Smurk, richard my arm I can't f*ck a bitch who said some slick shit to don No cash on me, I just had a scammer get a room Innocent in the club, but she wanna try shrooms Uh, I want a cougar, thirsty to leave, I'ma hop in a uber If you ever heard I fucked your friends, that's a rumour But I we ain't leavin' the club right now, f*ck (Ooh, baby, please) Buss it open, show me babe (Ooh, baby, please) Bust it for a real player Bet up on my rose and I'm 'bout to leave the section See me here for hours, I left the club with extras Speedin' down that highway, lookin' kinda reckless One hand on that wheel, got one hand on the tecs If I text you "where you at?", You got two minutes 'fore you miss out (where you at?) Come on drunk as hell, I'm like "you better have that dick out" (come here) We finna sign this pussy, that's a warnin', you might slip out Get backshots from my whoopty-woop, my nigga think I'm still out He dick me down and take my soul, he tryna make me stalk him (phew) Little do he know after I leave I'm finna block him Niggas gon' be niggas, who the f*ck am I to stop 'em? Ayy, book me for a show, it's forty k for me to rock out on the gang Ask me for a real player, ask, ask me for a real player A-ask me for a real player
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Written by: Caleb Zackery Toliver, Durk Banks, Gloria Woods
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