Lyrics:
canâ¬"t hear shit
Youâ¬"re blind, deaf, and mute⬦
I can stay out â¬" Go to strip clubs â¬" Do lots of drugs
Youâ¬"re blind, deaf, and mute⬦
I want you
we gonna move on down to these
Playaz Clubs close to home like Seattle, L.A., Bakersfield, San Diego
P.A., V-Town, Richmond, Sacramento
Yeah, but
feel
Knocks me back on my heels
Playin' my heart like a pedal steel
Her kiss is red hot like Bakersfield
Hypnotized by that western feel
She'll
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98
Yo, kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs where you
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome aboard Official Nast' Airlines, flight 98
Yo, kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs where you
Yes you did it
Wawa da whole world witness
How you sho some love to our deaf musik club
Staying in our the lane
Fillin up our dream
With the all star
I know a place in central Cali where you can hear the BAKERSFIELD SOUND
Where country music legends from all over the land could often be found
Run wit me or run from me
Pussy's don't get pussy
It's the yacht club baby
I got this
(Maybach Music!) (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
He's not bigga than
clubs and your tramps
Goodbye Sister Disco
My dancing's left you behind
Goodbye, now you're solo
Black plastic; deaf, dumb and blind
clubs and your tramps
Goodbye Sister Disco
My dancing's left you behind
Goodbye, now you're solo
Black plastic; deaf, dumb and blind
Then you going deaf
You move right while i move left
I go up while you go down
You spin my block im spinning around
Gang know how i get
After the club im
clubs and your tramps
Goodbye Sister Disco
My dancing's left you behind
Goodbye, now you're solo
Black plastic; deaf, dumb and blind
I'm going going back back to the Bay
Rest in peace Mac Dre
All I do is talk yay
In the club got them bottles on replay
Tryna break a record
reappeared
His hair was white with the fright, he was deaf and dumb with fear
Oh welcome to the Hellfire Club, the Hellfire Club
I said, yeah welcome
mates
You are always acting vague
They keep telling you the truth
But there's nothing they can say
You are deaf
They think you cannot be saved
So you
Yea
Aye, Aye, Aye
You told me there's no love left for me, yea
No strings attached, why can't I be free, yea
Fell on deaf ears, no one hears my
visionary trap summit missionary
Bitch my
Third eye open nka ebigambo bya aha Speke Road
Call me Deaf ne'kireju nyine goat's mark
I have been to hell and back
forever
Poppin' all these X's, hard for me to see, I'm a smooth criminal like Michael Jackson, shorty ain't deaf, we keep it Glock, we keep it West, I don't
Walk up in the club I ain't looking for a bad one
I'm in the toilets and I'm trying to off a bag son
It feels good put it on my tab brah
Never ever
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Ready or not, here we come, here comes trouble in the club
Eleven, twelve, thirteen,
young,
Buss it deeper inna yuh eardrums
Mi seh yuh hear dem waan play dumb,
Drive out Cadillac inna di neighborhood we nuh play dumb
Inna di club
YEA!! Young Leek Shakin and Jiggle it Shorty
Yo I pull up to the club with spinning rims
I got tires bigger then a mercades benz
You kno ima ladies
Yeah shawty do her thing in the club
But you should see her when I get her home
Wheen she dancing on my bed
Dancing on my bed
Said this is her
Sound like dogs in heat, really should be beat
Yeah, they sound that bad
You hear it all the time
Well, it’s the latest thing
Local clubs and pubs, in
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