Lyrics:
tears (yeah)!
I’ve been working now
They can’t stop me now
I’m off the ground
I be balling now
All the bottles in the club, I’m popping now
I been up
I told you, hated the way you always used to leave me
I saw you at the club with that motherfucker Ci-Ci
I pulled up, you was in the front
hard on the streets for the love of the peeps
Niggas bring their ass in the clubs every week
Walk right past the brothers and they can't speak
By the way, I seen your bitch, she was up in this cat's room
Skied up, weaved the fuck up, to top it off
Look beat up, with two crack fiends huggin'
love for 'em
If it ain't no drank in my cupholder, I'ma get some road rage
Wu-tang, I'm the method man, my killer Ghostface (uh-huh)
Tryna say my
all come in 2s
This right here like a love obsession
I'm in the club getting all the sections
I might pour up if you bring the best shit
We need more
in da club
We had to jump him out his clothes
Ain't no speaking
Get to tweakin'
Blood leakin' out his nose
I know my momma worried bout me but this
connection, ain't no substance
She just wanna fuck, whatever happened to us love making?
You don't wanna be in the club when you an old lady
And I know I'm
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
reppin' uptown
We poppin' bottles in this bitch that how we put it down
And every bitch in the club wanna be down
they know how a real nigga do it and wanna
boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch
plenty of it, why'all niggaz really don't want it
That's a hit boy, why'all fittin to love it
Feel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh
[Chorus] - 2X
at the bar love shoppin'
Gucci iceberg, coppin' two, three nice furs
One for your wife, one for your freak silver spurs
Rolls Royce too good to be true,
20 with my eyes close
I love this gwap I ain’t stressin bout no damn hoes
Got double Gs around my waste
I stop by neiman marcus
I heard the club ran
whipping up the club soda aye
Bubble up, drop the top yeah
Catch me in the club, VIP, 2 step smooth like salsa
All ya daddy watch ya daughters
Who ever
the cotton-mouth,.
U know what I’m talkin bout, walkin out the club,.
Blowin clouds in the parking lot, spark a lotta love,.
Get ghost before trouble comes, known 2
that get broke down
This is not a joke now, I'm serious, you feel it in the voice
Don't make me fill this gun up and leave a nigga moist
I'm a get-by
And remember.. I'm doin' what I told you before
Man, I ain't waitin' in this line, I'm bout to go through the door
Now, I don't mind sippin' Mo, but I love
I'm riding in the 7,
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven.
[Chorus]
[Nas]
And still my talent is yet to be challenged,
Had new jet
my life yea it's my life
I swear I be so high so high off this life
These hoes they love my style
Better keep her by your side
Bet you would kill
Maybe these people aren't heroes, and their tales are more cautionary
And by being trapped in this dingy club, they're reminded every day
That they
* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill
[swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started,
was built by knowledge like the Sphinx was
I could show you a thing or two 'bout everything bruh
On everything you never sing but on this thing bruh
on sunset through sun-up to sunset
Niggas be on some pimp shit
But you already know this
If you ever know this
By the looks of me baby I'm holdin'
And I
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