Lyrics:
club looking like they wanna drop too
White chicks
Black chicks
Mix chicks to name a few
You ain't Poppin if you ain't out dropping
Posing like a model
name
Hit the club make it rain
Cost like 10,000 per chain
You can't fuck with me we spray
Yeah My whole crew paid
I just went made the wave
Ay popping
Lil Snupe hah, hah
I'm just a young nigga ballin' in the mix
You know believe that
Shoutout Houston look
Syrup got me feelin' great
What a wonderful
Ayo Mase, you know what I don't like?
(Why you over there lookin' at me?)
I don't like when, you know, I'm in a club
(Why you over there
Ayo Mase, you know what I don't like?
(Why you over there lookin' at me?)
I don't like when, you know, I'm in a club
(Why you over there
G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I'm
G-G-G-G-G Mix
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm 'cause I'm a G
And I'm
You never knew a plug, plug, plug
A plug like this sophisticated gangsta
Watch me thug like this
Snatch your, uh, in a club like this
Seven zeros,
foot locker
Shorty lookin proper
She's out to get me can't stop her
Know I had a lover
Yo still went for her
Even copped a bed and kicks
I guess it Lil' Peter
From T-town to Atlanta all the way to Savannah to Alabama
I be damn a club ain't crunk in this manner
I can't stand a weak
it's sunny
Big papa, they love to rub my tummy
Got the renegade hoes runnin' from me
It's not a thing we can't afford
Walk up in the club
Bitches
on a daily
Thick wood like a lumberjack
I fuck her till she praise me
Counter attack like a wingback
You can't stop the wave we crazy
Geeking like flapjack
(Drums please)
(CoCa, uh)
(Yeah, I know it)
(Aces)
(We that) (we live)
(Don't stop though) (Magic City)
(AOD)
(Don't stop though) (we live)
chains around my ankles gotta break those
Gotta stop this war inside me
Feeling like I'm Kratos
I keep making all this fire
But I'm hoping it's gone rain
(evacuate the dance floor)
Everybody in the club (I'm infected by the sound)
Everybody in the club (stop this beat is killing me)
Hey Dr. DJ let the music
(evacuate the dance floor)
Everybody in the club (I'm infected by the sound)
Everybody in the club (stop this beat is killing me)
Hey Dr. DJ let the music
You can't fade me, you can't fade me
You can't fade me, you can't fade me
Truly, you're a cutie
You know I ain't tryin' to act a fool
And be rude,
Hennessy (see)
Do wear?
Stay with me (me)
And I know just where I need to be (be)
And I'm on my way back to
After the club
After the club
Oh
Late to the party, come on
In the club, get ghetto (bitch, get ghetto)
Three bitches on me, man, the night can't get no better (can't get no
I guess it Lil' Peter
From T-town to Atlanta all the way to Savannah to Alabama
I be damn a club ain't crunk in this manner
I can't stand a weak
as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh, uh the way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it
Tryna keep
meet my father
Granddaddy woulda said boy be smarter
While on round 2 of 2 shooters and gin and tonic
Can’t tell me I wasn’t a baller
I was in the game
back
Me, Bean, Jay, shit you can't front that
Weed, coke, dope, Bleek nigga pump that
Stay in the game for my beef, I tote up
Sit blow in
the box, beat sticks
Four by four, fresh out the tank
Call me Santan, cah, I'm fresh out the bank
Sheep skin coat, fresh out the lamb
Dvla, fresh out
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