Lyrics:
or off the top of the dome
Cutting this dope with ether
What them other guys got, it's just not as potent
That's why you come and find me when your nose
pussy fake
Counterfeit no date
What you mean
Yeah, today you can meet God what I'm screamin? VIP
Fuck these niggas wanna talk?
7/30, 10/90 with it
Harlem,
stop
Big hair, Big nails, Big shoes, What's up
See me at the night club, join me on the dance floor
If you want a good time, meet me by the back door
See
to the new PlayStation 2
I can't help it if the club
Only packin' a G
And the fire marshal want to
Shut it down in 3
And you ballin' as* niggaz
Whose
furs
Yeah, the boy cool as a fan
Mysterious Mr. Savage back at it again!
My swagger, like no one else's
I brought excitement to the club, like KG with
with me (Secret Service with me, nigga)
Nip it in the bud, lil' kid
Groupie love, we ain't ever playin' by the rules
Nigga better not start playin'
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
and workin' it
I can tell by the way you lookin' at me, girl
I wanna make love in this club, in this club, in this club
I wanna make love in this club, in
mami, dance with me}
You're at The club, huh, baby, it's alright, yeah
If you feel like getting down (If you feel like
getting down)
Spread your
the bar to fuck with' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
Let me thank tonight wat I'm a do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just
in the exit, learned to D-I-P
My dress code is all black when I'm makin the moves
Similar to the new PlayStation 2
I can't help it if the club only
by the reaction
Above the caption
Shit was super lit
Without the pics
It didn't happen
If they close the club
We at the house
Don't wanna start a riot
to the new PlayStation 2
I can't help it if the club
Only packin' a G
And the fire marshal want to
Shut it down in 3
And you ballin' as* niggaz
Whose
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin' like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink
the daddy hard!
In da club you drink it all and shake that ass like
It’s a hunt. You wink around looking for a guy with a bike
To sit behind. His hips your
I go hard in the mother fuckin' kitchen
Half thing, whole thing, nigga I'm pitchin
Hit it with the soda make a nigga start whipping
Hit you with
your hands to it
Go ahead call the cops, come on
Girl what's it gonna take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start
to the new PlayStation 2
I can't help it if the club
Only packin' a G
And the fire marshal want to
Shut it down in 3
And you ballin' as* niggaz
Whose
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin' like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink
bottles like whats up
I got room for plenty more new models at the club
Poppin bottles like whats up
Popping bottles like whats up
She set it off, man
I'm
it was all for the dough
I get the club jumpin', 'cause I'm sick with the flow
You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the show,
it was all for the dough
I get the club jumpin', 'cause I'm sick with the flow
You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the show,
sleep
And I wonder what you think of me
And I wonder if I'll leave this club by three
Hey its me, You know that, I know I keep calling and texting
I
with the tide
Cause I'm landlocked for miles and
I I I miss Rhode Island
How stupid was I to take it for granted
Til I severed the roots where my feet
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