Lyrics:
time you think about it
You gon' want some more of me (yeah)
'Bout to hit the club, make a movie, yeah, rated R
Pulled up like a trap star, that's if
Oh yeah, I like this, ladies and gentlemen
The time you all been waitin for
(let's do it, do it, do it)
This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration
time you think about it
You gon' want some more of me (yeah)
'Bout to hit the club, make a movie, yeah, rated R
Pulled up like a trap star, that's if
Wearing vintage, biding time
Crowded lectures, vacant stares
Lacing up sneakers, running out of air
Clouded headlights, neon skies
Grab my hand, now take
go (What?)
My car go (What?)
My car go (What?)
My car go faster
(Tony!)
They can't overlook me
My clothes vintage, pussy
Beat out a goldie, I feel like
And then this one time
I tried to talk to him and these other girls,
They totally got in my way.
Can you believe that their shoes (everybody choose,
that is gonna be the time you and I could feel that
You so vintage you vinyl you vinyl you retro arrival you got the supply
You so vintage you vinyl you
I'll bag you like some groceries
And every time you think about it
You gon' want some more of me
About to hit the club
Make a movie, yeah rated are
I put it on the minors
Love after the club
Meet me at the diner
So you can bring your boyz
We got ten cars behind us
Order a steak and glass
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
tell all of your friends you was on the remix, like
In this club (oh), in this club
Ladies, can I put this love up on you one time?
If you ain't
Yea yeah
Yeah
Alright
Yeah keep it simple
Yeah
I have thing for vintage cars and vintage women
She has thing vintage fashion and young lavish living
from the mistakes that I made in the game
Now I trust nothing I see.. and nothing I hear
Watch the game from vintage frames.. Cartier clear
Learned from
Dizzy, whoo
We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho)
We need a club banger, ok yo, yo
I want a club banger (aha), I want a club
Then I put it on the minors
Love after the club
Meet me at the diner
So you can bring your boyz
We got ten cars behind us
Order a steak
We be clubbin'
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I want to welcome
all why'all broke ass entreponiggas to the Player's Club
entreponiggas to the Player's Club. Yaeeyaae
[Verse 1: ]
It's packed niggas don't know how to act
We the macks V.I.P's in the back
With a stack
I put it on the minors
Love after the club
Meet me at the diner
So you can bring your boyz
We got ten cars behind us
Order a steak and glass
little
Car, pull up to the club in my little car, Bounce out goin' dumb in my little car
Lil' drink big weed in my little car, all Type of flavors in
entreponiggas to the Player's Club. Yaeeyaae
[Verse 1: ]
It's packed niggas don't know how to act
We the macks V.I.P's in the back
With a stack
entreponiggas to the Player's Club. Yaeeyaae
[Verse 1: ]
It's packed niggas don't know how to act
We the macks V.I.P's in the back
With a stack
bag ya like some groceries (Wooo)
And err'time you think about it
You gon' want some more of me (yeah)
Bout to hit the club, make a movie
Yeah, rated R
Soul ball, fortune fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, minks to the floor
Nigga, you already know
I'm chosen, something like
her her it was vintage
And I need to hit the health club
And get a girl that's
In to the fitness tryna get into the business
Ima make her my
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