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by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Feet in the stirrups
by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Feet in the stirrups
by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

Feet in the stirrups
it's yo ass
In a crowd full of hoes I would notice yo ass
 
[Bridge: T.I.]
A now a thug done chose 
And I don't give a damn if the club done closed
your eyes
While you on the other side
And I think miss shorty
I've got a thing for you
Doin' it on purpose windin'
And workin' it
I can tell by the way
club, yea, in this club, yea, in this club, yea

Yea, yea, ey, ey
Love, crunk, in the club, what you want, gonna dig this babe
In the back, in the side,
sevens mack holder spray seven at your back soldier
I walk through the club like everybody pussy
Yeah T.I. with me snatching everybody cookies
(Chorus)
Haters in the club (back up)
Gold Diggers (back up)
Broke niggaz (back up)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up)

(Verse 1)
I'm in the cut
{Yeah, gettin' freaky in the club
Ladies, it's your boyfriend, c'mon}

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go
party crackin' 
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub 
down ta bump all these bitches at the club (Yaeeyaae) 
show me love 
Chorus: 
We be clubbin'
club, yea, in this club, yea, in this club, yea

Yea, yea, ey, ey
Love, crunk, in the club, what you want, gonna dig this babe
In the back, in the side,
sevens mack holder spray seven at your back soldier
I walk through the club like everybody pussy
Yeah T.I. with me snatching everybody cookies
this club (Ey!)

Ey
Yea
Ey
Ey
Love
In the club
Your the one
Can you freak me babe (Ey)
In the back (Ey) In the side (Ey)
In the front (Ey)
Left, right
A drink with jam and bread 
That will bring us back to doo

Do re mi fa so la ti 
do do ti la so fa mi re
Do mi mi
Mi so so
Re fa fa
La ti ti

Do
A drink with jam and bread 
That will bring us back to doo

Do re mi fa so la ti 
do do ti la so fa mi re
Do mi mi
Mi so so
Re fa fa
La ti ti

Do
doubt me
When I stood by you proudly
I would have gave my last breath
Now you can't breath without me

Oh when you're in the club ya
All you think about
In Da Club Lyrics


[R. Kelly]
Hey, hey, boom boom boom, hey hey, boom boom boom
Hey hey, boom boom boom, hey hey, boom boom boom

What are we doing
I'm the king, y'all know that
She the queen, came right back

Yea yea

(Oh remix!)

Now baby girl there ain't nothin' more that I can say
You know by
the way they by choppin'
Shit, Detroit, New York, Texas
Yeah, but we gonna move on down to these
Playaz Clubs close to home like Seattle, L.A., Bakersfield,
the way they by choppin'
Shit, Detroit, New York, Texas
Yeah, but we gonna move on down to these
Playaz Clubs close to home like Seattle, L.A., Bakersfield,
When you're in the club, get your a** on the floor
When you're in the club, get your a** on the floor
When you're in the club, get your a**
at ho?
Can a nigga stick his key up in ya back door (Turn the lights on)

This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
Life is hard, life is short
Pained by laws like Billy Club
Life is hard, life is short
Pained by laws like Billy Club

Scatter scram, here's the man
Gettin' freaky in the club
Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come
A drink with jam and bread 
That will bring us back to doo

Do re mi fa so la ti 
do do ti la so fa mi re
Do mi mi
Mi so so
Re fa fa
La ti ti

Do