Lyrics:
tha parkin' lot
Grab the club owner, put the rich bitch in the trunk
Take 'em out and take his money then I spit on the punk
Now I'm crunk, breakin'
tha parkin' lot
Grab the club owner, put the rich bitch in the trunk
Take 'em out and take his money then I spit on the punk
Now I'm crunk, breakin'
You and me
Say
Any where you want to go
You want to get together
Fly across the world
Okay
Oh you like vip
More of the owners club
In my owners suite
In
all on my dick, I told her she making it hot
She know I'm a thot, she fuck with the drip
I'm up in the spots, the club owner gave me a knot
Couldn't get
fine (my nigga speak on it)
she got ass for days (put a week on it)
Now everybody in the world love to go clubbin'
and after the club it's either
(my nigga)
Down ta get this mothafuckin' party crackin'
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub
Down ta bump all these bitches at the club (Yaeeyaae)
Aye my section in the club, Remy, Rose
When you're all ready say go, okay
Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop!
Everybody pop a bottle,
(my nigga)
Down ta get this mothafuckin' party crackin'
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub
Down ta bump all these bitches at the club (Yaeeyaae)
(my nigga)
Down ta get this mothafuckin' party crackin'
Nigga back in so we can smoke a dub
Down ta bump all these bitches at the club (Yaeeyaae)
at Club Zen and drinkin', actin' brand new
Actin' like he never seen my face and I ain't got loot
They know I'm Cash Image and I'm with Tech N9ne
I told that boy hop off, don't you rush me yeah
We mixing that Cîroc with the musty yeah
In the middle of the club
And the owner said what's up
Got a call on my phone, unknown number
I don't know what to say but I say what's up
Why u calling my phone, unknown number
Im the owner
Me
I'm Young But I'm Deadly Like A Pit
When I hear sick picture my owner ain't feed me
All That Talk At All Don't Mean Nothin
My goon squad ain't
Yeah
112 (yeah)
Three 6 Mafia
(112)
[Rap 1]
I'm in the club drunk as hell with my dawgs 112
I gotta hundred and twelve girls I'm trying
yeah I got money, nigga that's of course
hit the stage with a b-boy stance
the club owner like who the fuck is that?
[Verse 1]
pull up somethin tinted,
clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle,
clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle,
the wall
Everybody get UP
Big rank in thne club like the owner
First name last name Henny and corona
Chilling in the corner, she from arizona
Me im kind
but we finding the will
Denying a deal
Cuz these label owners be lying to ride with my skill
I'm driving, don't ride with the steel
I be vibing, not
Somebody tell the club owner he don't need no mop tonight
'Cause you about to make it drop tonight
'Cause every time that you dance
Every thing
gave him glaucoma
Ain't no stocks on it, my club is mops only
This a prop gun not a shotgun
Here come the cops comin' spin the block for me
These
Oh my god
Oh my god, o-oh my god
Club is packed, I rap the rap
Ladies are in here from front to back
And they love my soul, I reply
Baby girl,
on coronas with my thugs VIP taking shots with the owner of the club
I'm all in the place like bass nigga fix your face
Belvidere straight up out the bottle I
I make them panic
I would've upped but my face was all on them cameras
I know the owner so I'm in the club with advantage
Pass me the duffle you
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