Lyrics:
Max)
(Iced Up Records)
Tear the club up, tear the club up (tear the club up)
Aight, yeah, one more time, ayy
Tear the club up, tear the club up
feet, fuck, can you tell me
I let the 12's beat, 'Nightmare on Elm Street'
So don't fall asleep 'cause my life a dream
And they ain't gotta speak, they
these jeans
In a Corvette all over the street
I'm in the streets, been in the streets
Street sweeper finna to clean up the street
While I sell raw
the neon streets
In the retro beats, our hearts find their beats
Synthwave dreams, in a cybernetic haze
Chasing echoes of the '80s, in this neon maze
Drive
the peace I want release I wanna dream
I wanna go down the street without having a piece
Feel like a king kneel before me
Live in a presence of beautiful
Came out the creek, had to drop off a ton
Made it off the streets, I came up from a crumb
Two thousand just for the shoes I put on
Spin out and do
pulling out of the world
Now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
A Gun Street girl was the cause
And the Burlington Northern pulling out of the world
Now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
A Gun Street
Forever is shorter than it seems
Neon clubs, and midnight pubs
Diamond rings, and white lace gloves
Time was of the essence so it seemed
And I left a part
Hmm, I'm drivin down down baby on the street in my corvette
Street cruisin baby ready to get my chick
Shimmy Shimmy cocoa wha we are leavin town
get
the place
Club Bizarre
Come together in a dream
Listen to the verse
Come together in a dream
Club Bizarre
Come Together in Club Bizarre
The Club Bizarre
of the hill
American dream I'm livin' that for real
Eleven Corvette a nigga tell me how you feel
The diamonds on my teeth and put them on my phantom grill
the king of the hill
American dream I?m livin? that for real
Eleven Corvette a nigga tell me how you feel
The diamonds on my teeth and put them on my
Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
In these small town streets too long
I've held nothin' but aces and been many places
And hung
to turn that Honda to a Corvette
These lame ass niggas can't catch up
Want beef, I'ma put 'em in a stretcher
On the street we gon' creep when it's
Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
In these small town streets too long
I've held nothin' but aces and been many places
And hung
insist I will, how much you wanna bet
Album already out, just bought a corvette
Driving down the street with no regrets
Yeah yeah
I treat the real ones out
swerving corvettes
Burberry on so they hate that we flex
Move once imma see you move twice
Party in the club and we grooving all night
Girls getting drunk
you're the only one
But my friend, you're not alone
In the club
If you've ever walked streets slick with rain
In the cold black night, wracked with
ridin'
First hunnid band off street money
Had to trap up on that three some'
Lean, percocets, xanny (drugs)
Yeah I just had a threesome
I can't wait
Uh, what, what, uh
Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking
Uh, what, what, uh
Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking
3... 2... 1...
Faster
Faster
Faster
Faster
Faster
WAVES
Thats right
Is your boi shawneboi
LINK!
This is the story of the Midnight Club
HOOK
Uh
Migos
Uh
Yo
Ooh
Ran from the task force
My lifestyle like a rodeo horse
Had a dream in a Porsche
Then I woke up and had to go to court
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