Lyrics:
spark up
Who's calling ? all these bitches calling
Tried hide my phone talk a lil start to stalling
But she know that I can't lie
When she right by my
feet throw your arms in the street
In the club nigga what
It don't matter where you from
Southside Northside Westside Eastside
Down to start a fuckin
rack it up
Lights cameras action
We bout' start actin' up
Come and take a ride with us
You ready alright fasten up
Don't stop get it get it
Shorty back
it towards them and
All the envious rappers I'd torch if I'm on a joint with 'em
And that is the only retort is I'm not played in the clubs
What's up y'all? It's the mean-ster green-ster
This should be played in residential neighborhoods
Clubs, cars, at high volume
Get (?) wodies,
I step on the stage they know imma go hard
I can't deal with no niggas that kick it like
Bitches
I'll rather go run up some funds for a living
I
the club all eyes on me because never
Before they have seen A guy like me with my
Fashion looking as fresh as I can be just ask Mr.Clean
I bet he tell you
couldnt be cleaner
they start yellin' out F-A-B-O
its the young boy with Syleena
they lookin with a flash light
in the daytime coz the cash right
sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold shit
But why they still riding to your old shit?
Party by
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy
the club scene
Start a real toast in the club scene, it's lovely
The club scene loves me, I spend my time in it
Four days a week, yo, I write my rhymes in
the valley
All by herself, goin' on the ho stroll
Comin' back home late night with the bankroll
You know a bitch like that makes me sick
But I heard that she
out up front, you see the Benz on dubs (uh-huh)
When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty nines in the club (yeah)
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they
and I ain't even in Miami
Handlin' with my man 'nem in Atlanta
And they play me 'cause they know
I bring the kinda shit you feelin as I'm sayin it
I'm
and you, f*** that's magnetic
Actin like angel till we start smashing
Ima make it rain, that's black magic
Living for the lights and night action
She only
I'm droppin' hits, mouthpiece cost a brick
In the club, boppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my clique
All she wanted was to take a pic
But now she
the sneaker
Don't try to put that gun up in your wig yo
Cause I can see you, Diglah, yo, check it out
Up in the club like what
You know what it is man, me
for nothin', start livin' for life (uh-huh)
If you're having a baby, then make her your wife (yeah)
If you're up in the club where the dub
It's like
and lift her rear tho
Club bouncing like a six4
If you drunk then drink a lil more
If you high then smoke a lil more
She moving like a six4
She make it
Gangsta shit
Fuck the drive by means you gettin high
Ya feel it?
This is funk
Get ya dick sucked, get ya clit licked
This that shit
Word to god,
Gangsta shit
Fuck the drive by means you gettin' high
Ya feel it? This is funk
Get ya dick sucked, get ya clit licked
This that shit word to God,
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
is by the brick here
Like fuck a good day, this a good year
Every day get paid, straight hustle
Club full of bad bitches, want all of em
Never
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
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