Lyrics:
In the club
People use material things
To increase their chances of a pick up
Such as diamond Rolexes, Bradeux bags
And Versace outfits
I
In the club
People use material things
To increase their chances of a pick up
Such as diamond Rolexes, Prada bags
And Versace outfits
I guess it
and put a bullet on it (Boss)
Got the club rockin' like a fuckin' boat
I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go
The party over here,
In the club
people use material things to increse their chances of a pick up
such as diamond Rolexes, Prada bags and Versace outfits
i guess it makes
you’re hotter than wasabi
And I’m diggin’ on your kicks
Jokers talking ’bout karate
When I want a girl I
Just whip out the Maserati
No I can’t drive it
She's got a body
Like a Maserati
She likes to get naughty
In her Ferrari
She's got a body
Like a Maserati
She likes to get naughty
In her
(Skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr)
Blasé, blasé
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
Whipping Maserati
Uh step up in the club in my best two piece
I don't need no peace, capiche
I got at least a couple goons with me and P-O-L-O Da Don
Name speaks
the tunnel in the Maserati;
Now they got me on Hard Copy, didn't have to shoot Versace.
Yet you still want to watch me,
Motherfuckers, wait they whole
(Hey hoe)
Hey hoe (Hey hoe)
After the club we take the baddest bitch and lay low
Maserati dipping, wrist cost me a chicken
Neck cost a Bentley,
The Grandeur that was Europe
Is sinking in the mud
The savagery that was the Church of God
Has already joined the club
The melody that was
the video called Promiscuous
My style is re-dic-dic-diculous, 'ulous, 'ulous
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us
Bolo-TEE, ferarris and parties
Blastin' L-Gante in the Maserati
Bolo-TEE
Maserati
Bolo-TEE
Maserati
In the club partying from night to sun
Girls they just
Bain de sang au fond du club
Pillule blanche noircie mon coeur
Laisses l'horloge tuer les heures
Faut qu'on meurt
Faut qu'on meurt
On pourrait le
in the video called Promiscuous
My style is re-dic-dic-diculous, 'ulous, 'ulous
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us
in the video called Promiscuous
My style is re-dic-dic-diculous, 'ulous, 'ulous
If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice
If you see us
The club is blowing up like plutonium
What's all the fanfare, what's the to-do?
We're known to bring the hullabaloo
On stage or at the spa, guaranteed we
She said she too young, don't want no man
So she gon' call her friends, now that's a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Now your bitch wanna
The club is blowing up like plutonium
What's all the fanfare, what's the to-do?
We're known to bring the hullabaloo
On stage or at the spa, guaranteed we
Uh huh chea chea
Woah you already snow
We In Japan and we trapping
We In Japan and we trapping yeah
I be trapping in Japan going shopping
And we club
puts on the wasabi
And then I take it home put it in my Maserati
Shorty got the eyes that look like the poopoo
I go to Japan and I'm eating some fugu
in club buying bottles wit ya crew
I wasn't wit the homies
I was only with a few
I wanted to come talk
But i didn't know what to do
I took a a couple
holler as they pass,
Lotsa luck, pal, lotsa luck
So you walk eight miles, and all uphill, to call the Auto Club,
And the whole thing's nip and tuck
story's so remarkable, it shouldn't be revealed
You said you had a Benz, you don't got four wheels
That's a lie
I got a Maserati, man, what are you talkin
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