Lyrics:
Shimmy cocoa wha we are leavin town
get your stuff and hurry up, in the car now
(Nelly)
You can find me, in cali drivin my buds
getting our huns gettin in
Strip club poppin'
Got them bi***es watching
Ni**a jocking
Flex big diamonds
You don't want no problems
I ain't in the comments
I'm just trynna have
P.I. Yeah, aye, wussup 'cause, it's going down
East side yeah, your boy sean p, nelly, pimp see, aye
my paint too wet bitch, never pay my set bitch
the P
See we hit the strip and hit the club parking lot
Smoking green making cheese and now we at the liquor spot
Cars follow in a row like it's
wash
At the strip club
At the race track
We get that washed
At the laundro
At the car show
Out the backdo’
AMERICA
I got a lil problem
By the way my name
you can die by it
I pulled out them fat knocks, like I hit the jackpot
Its raining them wet knocks, strip-club, that's right
After she give me top,
the strip club, my diamonds twerkin' harder than the dancers (dance)
Rain, rain, go away (go away, go away)
Balenciaga to the floor today
Pocket full
we flow, we make it rain in the club yeah even snow
We got em by the dozen girls are addicted to the dough
Ayy, get like this get that cake and bake
beat beat
Too clean with the mix (mix)
With my girls in the club in my kicks killing this shit
Touch down on the strip (strip)
Turning rubble into gold
Roll them woods up keep that fire by your side
Nigga throw your hood up Kuz we bangin' till we die
Fuck the club up put your bottles in the sky
Fuck
started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it don't stop, keep
mad"
I'm like, "Baby, where'd you get the cash from?"
She said, "I work at a strip club... it's how I made the six grand"
I said, "Woaah, no no!"
I
Hit the strip club make it rain what
Got lil t pain and me
Inside do it when I got anything to me
So up top where da goose at
To this ride I
To the spot
how
We do this
Vibing in the club
They thrown blue strips
You know how we romancing
It's Cali thang we dancin
Catch a vibe
Ride to the beach
No need for
just chillin' with Murph Dert!
Your girl's in the club, but feelin' on Murph Dert!
And half of these hoe's be askin' for Nelly team
I don't know where
got the dizzoe? Then meet me by the sizzoe
Me and Big Kirk, Uncle Nut, by a fizzoe
D and Hoy posted up by the Nolia (ya heard)
See Jeeko and Mutsi, they
lil jon]
Hey!
The pussy hoes in the club we searchin'
For the workin', straight twerkin'
Say, what's that noise? sit by the start
Dick get hard,
be in tha strip club throwin' money like it's nothin'
I should try an start a business an invest it into somethin'
I be callin' brothas niggas, I be
in these times
Niggaz don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try ta tell me (Come gangsta)
And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra)
So
my money benjies blue strips I only fuck wit hundreds
I don't like to spend it stack it try not to think about it
If you aint motivated by money then
that pack
Fat dope but I got that back
In the strip club with them racks
Ho know that I got that sack
Freddie Kane, baby
I make you do something
tough talkin' at me you gonna leave outta the club with a scar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
We pop bottles like it's
the studio into a strip club
Got the strippers goin' way up
Drankin' on Texas and I pop two pills
That's gon' make a nigga stay up
In too, in too deep
spend a hundred like dubs
I'm lovin' droppin' bands on her
Emilio Pucci curvin' her up
We turn the studio into a strip club
Got the strippers goin'
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