Lyrics:
And I'm back in the drought
And it made me feel real good
When I came back with that phat
We pull up to the club
Fresh up off the grind
Me and my lil
Lost in the waves, tossed by the wind am I
Caught like a ship in the grip of a wave on the blue
Back in the country where mother nature is wasting
that I fuck with you, oh
You don't know
What you do to me lately
Wanna roll one up for ya
Want you to come to the back of the club
Show some love
back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me, dawg?
Sing along with me, y'all
of the club, sippin' Moet, is where you'll find me (what?)
The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (uh)
Mad question askin', blunt passin',
Rockin' jams, by popular demand, I'm back
I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down
When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound
From
I seen you go down to a cold mirror
It was never clearer in my era so
You click a shine upon your forehead or
Check it by the signs in
night by tha club scene
Green and yellow cd had tha club mean
Rollin' wit' a nigga then, in tha end
Same nigga, came right and tried to touch me
'06
a fabulous day
If I'm back
It′s walk and talk
Oh, oh, oh
It′s good to be king
It's good to be king
By the way,
The carriage is waiting
To take yo away
If
ain't sorry
He trying to roll me up (I ain't sorry)
I ain't picking up (I ain't sorry)
I'm headed to the club (I ain't sorry)
I ain't thinking 'bout
Uh, it's real, it's real, it's real
Uh, uh, owe me back, uh shorty
Shorty, what up, huh?
Come on
Shorty, say what's your price
Just to back it
then
It ain't such a bad dream either.
Walking to a club
I've been completely degraded by chasing publicity
Degraded, yeah, I'll never go back, I know
know
I wanna love you (love you), you already know
I wanna love you (love you), you already know, girl
Money in the air as mo' fell
Grab you by
Performed by adam sandler, frank, and randi
Transcribed by a fan
"and now a cow at bat in the bottom of the 6th inning of a little league game
Meet me at the club
Meet me at the club
Hi Velvet, this is Taniqua
My, time sure does fly
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you
I
Get chu back uhp off the wall(x2)
Tell me if you like it
If the rain rain came your way
I gotta couple of dollas
I could throw you on da stage
an Oscar attached to my fu-ing name (De La)
I might hit the club, find a chick that's tailor-
Made for me, say "fu- it", kick some shots back, get hammered
a smoke filled late night club by the river
Sat a stranger dealing five card stud
He was a big talkin', fast walkin' fly by nighter
There to take
press on the side
You can put me down for a fight
Hey, I'm a shitty golfer, most of us are
But we carry our clubs in the back of our cars
What else
with no lames
In the vip with the chicks and the thugs
They snuck me thru the back
I got my pistol in the club
I got drank by the pint
Gas by the pound
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind
A surrogate to drive the blame into you
To drive it all back to you
Right back down to you
The windshield cracked up by your head
A spider web
We both
Fighting to take back all the time
We both
Fighting
We we-we we both
We both
Lost in
Lost in Ti-ti-ti-ti
You-you-you say you don't want me
While digesting Reader's Digest
In the back of a dirty book store
A plastic flag, with gum on the back
Fell out on the floor
Well, I picked it up
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