Lyrics:
niggas by the door get steezy
All my niggas on the floor get steezy
And all the shooters in the club be easy
Before you let it blow get steezy
All
How they say I'll never make it i ain't even done
Don't need your 2 cents need blue faces by the ton
Tsai shen I'm his Son
Asian god with the funds
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf
You
house don't wait up
We're gonna party and we're gonna do it all night
I got something in my pocket that'll blow your mind
I got something in a glass
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
LET’S HIT THE CLUB, WE ROLLING TO THE CLUB, BOYS
(We rolling to the club boys)
(Rave)
{VERSE}
[RA]
DON’T, GET IT TWISTED
I WAS NEVER, ON ANYONE’S
the numbers, we recruited this summer
I went, low on the hoe, that love to blow and trace numbers so
Take it easy, don't get hit up, hit up
Blow stama(?)
in Miami white linen
Chips big spendin', walk up out the club with a shit load of women
Soon as I see what I like I'ma get it
I'ma get it, ooh, I'ma
the club,
Gotta step up, gotta do that thang, Two more shots, she be off the chain
I step in to the club, and I see her.
They gravitate, and no one seems
the club,
Gotta step up, gotta do that thang, Two more shots, she be off the chain
I step in to the club, and I see her.
They gravitate, and no one seems
the club,
Gotta step up, gotta do that thang, Two more shots, she be off the chain
I step in to the club, and I see her.
They gravitate, and no one seems
been waiting for a nigga like me to blow up
I tell her to grow up
You go up, we go up
My whole life projectile, like it's throw up
Don't tell me what
(*humming*)
[Chamillionaire]
Now she's mo-ving through the club, in her gangsta strut
Her weapon's loaded up, and now she's aiming to bust ow-ow
So
stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
the club nigga getting to the bread
Fuck it up Fuck it up Fuck it up Fuck it up
Fuck it up Fuck it up Fuck it up Fuck it up
Catch him in the trap nigga
to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Sometimes I'm real like Pac
Sometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I got
it
The club owner supply it, boy, I'm on that fly shit
I am what everybody in my past don't want me to be
Guess what? I made it, I'm
Run yo shit Top5
It took me 28 years
Just to learn this Mothafuckin balance
I don't even trip no more
When I find out folks
Don't fuck with Stuck
shit up at the club, shit tucked
(Me and my niggas show up, you know it's goin' down)
We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
(You
After sipping too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map
With the MAC, thinking its all rap
'Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"
(It
After sipping too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map
With the MAC, thinking its all rap
'Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"
(It
for life my nigga
Haha, Gangsta Gumpo
Neptunes, Star Trak
(It blows my mind)
Billionaire Boys Club, DPG
Doggy Style Records, ooh wee
(It blows my
real shit, Pharrell you my loc'
And that's for life my nigga
Haha, Gangsta Gumpo
Neptunes, Star Trak
(It blows my mind)
Billionaire Boys Club, DPG
Can you turn this up
Yo ADB this beat go crazy
Four racks on a Louis V joggy I don't sweat it
Hoe I just want the neck, why you naked
Hoes try to act
Discuss these blow it up club by 5 cent Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In