Lyrics:
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
"motionless" He remembers it vividly
Remembers seeing the "bottom of
His sneaker hanging
Out from under that white blanket"
Meek's mother, Kathy Williams, moved
, don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
don't go sleeping on them
Chubb Maguire
Sponsored by RM Williams
Not really
it's just like, the obsession"
Got my own fire in the club, security ride us hard (free Pooh Shiesty)
Lil Wayne pulled a chopper out on his own
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be happy (now be happy)
club night, I'm gettin my rub right
Don't you hate when cats spoil it by havin a club fight?
But that's alright, one cat don't stop no show
Bouncers, do
Dog turn 'em out (Bounce)
Bitch, don't you wanna bounce? (Bounce)
My nigga william in the house
I'm in the house and I ain't movin' out (Out)
The girls
through something (you goin' through something
Don't take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be
take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be happy (now be happy)
through something (you goin' through something
Don't take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
I don't set picks, I just shoot
Chopper gettin' screwed
I told her it's B.Y.O.B., that mean buy your own booze
Put it on God, he the one who put me
could trickle down from it if you
Put out things that are
So over-the-top and magnificent
What trickles down from it could
At least be good
Because there
Oh, oh, we don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire
Oh, oh, won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire
Oh, oh, won't smoke, won't
this club (baby, put it on me, make love tonight)
They can keep watchin'
Baby, I don't give up in this club
Ahem, shawty want a thug
It started
Walking through the fire, please don't let me go
Take me to the river, I need you to know
I'm burnin' up
Come put me out
Come and put me out
Walking through the fire, please don't let me go
Take me to the river, I need you to know
I'm burnin' up
Come put me out
Come and put me out
open and barf in it
I'll cum in your moms box and
Let my cock spar with it
Put something hard in it, go hard in it
Then pull out then stick my whole arm
ride
If I let you run alongside the Humvee
Unless you're Nicki, grab you by the wrist, let's ski
So what's it gon' be? Put that shit away Iggy
You gon'
ski)
Go, go, go, gang
Go, go, gang
Go, go, gang
Hm, hop out the coupe, pocket full up of bands
Mmh, Mr. Williams, Mr. Williams
Mr. Williams, Mr.
over, taken my control.
I’m freaking out, don’t wanna dance.
I try to leave and someone takes me by the hand and they say to me
“The club is on fire
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