Lyrics:
I'm the queen with the fuckin' crown
And when I step up in the club
Sit yo ass down sit yo ass down, bitch
Sit yo ass down, hoe
Sit yo ass down,
Hurtin' 'em now, sit down nigga, tonin' it down
And I ain't held a nigga hand since my daddy ran out
What you know about not having to remix shit, aha
If
niggaz, mo' chicks, mo' clubs, Mo' bottles
One little note in your ear, and I gotcha
Ladies call me the black Frank Sinatra
Yeah a real pimp floss
Yeah (Who you is?)
Young 'Ratik
(Aye that boy Garry finna' go crae!)
Let's go
I wanna throw some racks
Baby lets go to the club and then blow up
combined but unhappy
I let these niggas know I dry
Heave when I spit the heat
Motherfuckers better bundle up big tight
I'll be in the club all day till
combined
Know that the game is mine
Yea
Know that I'm like a star I'm made to shine
Know that if you ain't take over yet
Then you out of time
and grace combined)
No other transfer fee has ever paid out higher
(What a find!)
This club has just signed
(Who?)
One of a kind
(You!)
So if you don't
If you
blessed then
When you come arrest him, we'll be out
In minutes i don't give a fuck
What bail-bondsman are spittin'
I'mma let y'all niggas know they well
Real gangstas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggaz sit down to piss - what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out
the top
You know Ching-a-ling gon' make it hot
Let's ride, girl, I got it locked
Shut the club down when I hit the spot
C'mon, let's ride
Sit down
gone go outside, pop the trunk, and come back in the club wit the
sawed-off pump
And make the whole club hit the goddamn flo'
and make the whole club
day out of the blue
I was about 22
Some bar way out in the boonies that I was at so were you
I went outside in the back
And you were smoking a ciggy
I
the club
on some movie shit
the uzi spit it
get you hit you
be the first to have my kid
just some thoughts im tryna slid
up in yo mind whats on yo mind
tell
gone go outside, pop the trunk, and come back in the club wit the
sawed-off pump
And make the whole club hit the goddamn flo'
and make the whole club
She can't sit still, She wanna ride out
We can Turn the club To my house
But you can't put ya feet on my couch
Nah I think I rather Hide out
You
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
baby, let's go
In the big boys club
It's a big boy kind of love
A swing and a miss won't get you any ground
Ya either knock it out the park or ya sit back
a nigga
Wait, hold up, come and sit on top of a nigga And if your man out here tryna throw a fit
Let him be just another nigga playin' with his dick cause
a spot we found
We're gonna forget our cares
And dance on into the night
Down at the club (down at the club)
Whoa, everything is out of sight
(Down
keep a fifth on the belt
Pulling out the needles with the liable
Make shine sit on the shelf
Cause I ain't light on the body
Fuck waiting in your
just sit down and watch the letters flow
Onto the paper, to form the story of
Two retired clergymen united in their scorn
But after the first page I
who you gon' blame for that
Tried to get off the Act, still didn't know how to act
Still pull up in the back, sit my ass right in the back
Tell my
(church)When you feel the hunger and your stomach is growling
You can sit and suffer or you figure it out
Starvation make a sane person flip the fuck
, laying in the cut
Kissing, rubbing, and making sweet love
Damn the club tonight, let's twork it out
It'll be just me on you
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