Lyrics:
it at strip clubs
An' Sister Keisha, don't look in his direction
He wouldn't be at your strip club if his wife gave him some affection
The choir
one
Westside connection is a doctrine
This ain't another club song
Or love song that y'all can fuck on
So get the fuck on
A nigga rich can't believe
good
You'll Last round three
Pretty brown eyes sunshine
Let's make love under the Moonlight
You knew what it was
When we left the club
Get you in the tub
Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna
And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama
This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen
like Hank Aaron
Then'll smoke a L
Bust shells
And dare ya to tell
Walk up in the club
Pretty thug
Fucked up off head shots
Sippin' Courvousier
this music/ I need that fix/ rhythm in my serenge/ find a vein and get lit, shit/ music is my best friend/ rap’s my bitch/ hip hop raised me/ you gotta
brothers
After a one night stand shawty asked if ima cuff her
Coolie jawn I might not wear a rubber
I made love in this club but I aint usher
She say ooh
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
Sonic the Hedgehog club versus Knuckles in my mailbox cup
I done, I done poured a four in a codeine
Sonic the Hedgehog club versus Knuckles in my mailbox
holla)
Now I just wanna love ya (just wanna love you, Hov')
But be who I am (you know you love me, Hov')
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo'
me (yup)
This one them ones for me (whew, whew)
This one them ones for me
You was a ho in high school, you used to run from me
I went to school
a disciple
Teachings beaten in by life
Learning from everyone's mistakes
Including the ones made more than twice
Most vulnerable and night
And can't stop
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my
remy downer
Hip hop sizzar slingin my raw in your flounder
You get skidawed undertakin' undergrounders
This lyricist lounge with low that
(Uh)
Nah, this sound like Chilli and that Usher
Gettin' litty in the summer, til we fuckin'
This that different kind of love
You know this that different
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
Have faith and I will never ever leave
I love you
I want you
Have faith in a young OG
Have faith and do a B.I.G
I heard she tastes by the safeties
touched by love, by hate, or by the grace of god
Sometimes, in the dark when hope is fading,
Or no longer flies,
I won't sympathize
Spend my time getting
Cuz you put all your value in that louis bag
But I'm too locked I I never seen the flags
6 o clock rolled by you wanna run it back
Usher in 09 we
it's sunny
Big papa, they love to rub my tummy
Got the renegade hoes runnin' from me
It's not a thing we can't afford
Walk up in the club
Bitches
?Sure?
Wanna hit the club? She like, ?I don't curr?
She all in the rearview doin? her hurr
Hairspray and lip gloss everywhurr
This all happens
mornin'
(yeah) 8AM in the Maybach yawnin' (yeah)
Got a real big play to make this mornin'
(Throw me a Benz)
Yesterday, I was in the club, it was crazy
I
Call back to the first time, innocence died
With the love we had
In a moment, like a sunset
Before you know it, everything was gone
And I can't keep
that I could just keep it small
By now it's 11 and I'm skipping my lunch
For the love of god, I'm going into crunch
The instrumental's done but I gotta
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