Lyrics:
in this club so let's go
We can hop in the Lamborghini, roll to my big home
Shorty let's go crazy, let's make a lil' Kelly
Baby, I got goodies and I
feels like wood
And you look so bored up in this club so let's go
We can hop in the Lamborghini, roll to my big home
Shorty let's go crazy, let's make
Yeah nigga, the hood is fucked up right now
You niggaz got shit all crossed-up
Niggaz got the game real twisted, right now
You niggaz is really
quit
No you are not alone
Do this for the ones who once were
Lost and turned it to a home
(You're not alone)
When your house is not a home
And you feel
motherfucker put a cork in it
Only reason they still play your shit in the clubs (why?) Is 'cause you still perform in 'em (haha)
I am a guest in this house
man is here
Drink up drink up
Party up party up
Oh shut up shut up)
You're a buzz kill!
Bottoms up bottoms up
Drink up drink up
At the club at the club
You took a sip to clean the club so
Now you're where you like to go
Come by with that purp and now
Your life is so kaleidoscope
Would you like some
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
you thinking
Yo this dude is not the same (Uh uh)
The missing link ML
Recognize the name (Recognize nigga)
Got it so good that we celebrate our worst
Shawty snap
Ah ho yea
Snap ya fingaz do ya step you can do it by yaself
Play pal what up
Excuse me but this
Verse has not been russel simmons
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
I took her to my house, I could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than Central Safe
Let me tell you this since we talkin' young
I met another
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
[BizMarkie]
I was sittin home, all alone
When I heard the ring, on my telephone
I picked it up, to see who could it be
This girl I just met, her
homeboy Eazy E in de house
won't you tell 'em what your name iz?
[MC Ren]
MC Ren is the mothafuckin' Coroner
I'm gettin' rid of mothafuckaz as if they was
Yea, uhuh, lets take em dere, yea
Man Sonny a fed joint, he half way out
He ain't home, his ass in a halfway house
Correctional facilities don't
mind and it's grinding
I'm no toy, get your hands off my body, boy
It's not that type of party
You place or mine, is a played out lie
To quote this
well
I met this girl, thick as hell
Only sixteen, said her name was Linell
I took her to my house, I could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than
designer clothes
I only sell designer drugs i'm sellin dope
This country town is borin' we
Can't find a club
Shoot it out with barney guns
I bet I pop behind
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
Yeah, welcome to Club Hub City
I'm your host, Johnny Ray, what you say, what you say?
Yeah, all the ladies in the house tonight
Alright, we got
like straight up fuck you
The city that I'm from is just a dot on the map
Where dope houses get robbed and most of the clubs ????? (dem shouts)
Michael
gon pass me the ball and I throw it
She left the car at the house so I drove it
This party is packed and I didn't promote it
We goin so crazy we
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