Lyrics:
{Yeah, gettin' freaky in the club
Ladies, it's your boyfriend, c'mon}
Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go
(Freeze, motherfucker)
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear
(Freeze, motherfucker)
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear the club up
Tear the club up, nigga, tear
does what we does.
You know, this recordin' industry, music, thing.
What I do is, I don't go out to the clubs.
And when you do see me in the club, trust
having a drink
Laughing at a stupid joke
Or just another stupid thing
And I can see myself stopping short
Drifting out of the present
Sucked by
inside of Sam's club
I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptized each three or four times
But in the land where
it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
Move, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin'
Gettin' freaky in the club
Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come
to take off your shoes,
It does surprising things for a case of the blues,
It ain't no club, you don't have to pay no dues,
You just love me and I'll
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man
Hey man that's my thing
I know its your thing
Every time I see you you are
Girls, you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing (my men and my women)
That thing (don't forget about
Multiple Memphis scares, outlining your insides wit' bars
Grippin' your nina hard, bitch my blood inhaled by heart
When the fuck you gon' start recognize
forget about the deen, Sirat al-Mustaqim
Yo, it's about a thing, uh, yo
If you feel real good wave your hands in the air (yo, yo, what? What? What?)
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man
Hey man that's my thing
I know its your thing
Every time I see you you
Shame on her, make up or get a makeover
Think over, Glenfiddich start to takeover
When I brainstorm, all the hoes ain't got a thing on her
Audemars,
See man, let's get
Pop in love
I know you popular
Admitted the club
But I just want to toss you up
Before I
Swallow you whole
I need to wash
Not funded by Gilead Sciences
Funded by Blonded, independently
Let’s just get that out of the way
Club culture around late 70s and
80s nightlife
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
flew in and slipped in on your left side
Just a satin gown, you asleep with no make-up
I'm just tryna be inside you 'fore you wake up
Just me
Everything went from bad to worse
Money never changed a thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down
At least I heard your bluebird sing
Now
she knocked at the door
I was standing with the keys in my hand to the four by four
Jumped in my ride, checkin' that nobody saw
The club was lit when
Everything went from bad to worse
Money never changed a thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down
At least I heard your bluebird sing
Now
Girls, you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing (my men and my women)
That thing (don't forget about
He like to frequent this club down up on 36th
Pimps and things like to hang outside and cuss for kicks
Talking to no one in particular, they say,
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