Lyrics:
tryna get through the velvet rope
'Cause over here when the jams drop, everybody bug
Standin' on the couches like this our club
Got the Bacardi
Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg
(Got Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Got Racks
que esta noche nos va a pasar
Un club donde los misterios se hacen realidad
La oscuridad nos persigue, pero juntos somos killers
Ni los payasos, ni
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
What you know about that? [Repeat: x3]
Don't you know I got
Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap
come through
Yo any club that I come to
I hit a microphone check one two
And they know what I want to do - flow forever
[Rakim]
You ever witness
beaches club
Plus little rob is selling drugs all the time
Hanging out with young thugs that all carry 9's
At night time there's more trife than ever
this kitchen
Grab my keys and my phone, call my mans to see if he's with it
But he didn't pick up, I guess I'm on a solo mission
Times hard, my God, I
Hard white, 12-12, regular, etc, etc, let em know
Break a brick down to the number one On the scale go after the decimal
Then I hit the strip club
Who wants to join my club?
Me, me, me
We're all friends
We're a team
We're the bestest bunch you've ever seen
We're all for one and on for all
Rio, Rio, Rio
Rio, Rio, Rio
Ha-ha-ha
Margielas like these came with no shoestrings in 'em (yeah)
My car don't like keys, that bitch push
dressed, to impress
Spark these bitches interest
Sex is all I expect
If they watch TV in the Lex, they know
They know, quarter past fo'
Left the club
what you think about me
You know I like to turn up at the spot
Act a fool with the money
G told me keep it low-key
Now I got the whole house smellin'
Yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah
Broke up with my girl last night, so I went to the club (so I went to the club)
Put on a fresh white suit and the Mini
so they call me a baller i wiped a niggaz ass
because I'm not a talker
took a flight to kali came back with some birds
ten g's for a key from
strip joints gamblin' shacks and hole in the wall clubs
Biatch
Freezer burn platinum on my pinky (look at me)
Squattin' twenty inch Twinkies (look
wit' me on her knees nigga, please
You ain't smokin' pounds like these
Take you out to the beach
Let you feel a slight breeze
Got a car with no keys
Take
head
Drippin' so much sauce on your bitch look like she wettin' the bed
I could do more than just say it, strip club veteran head uh uh
I am still
until they find them keys
Now if dirty Bill Clinton fronted me some weight
Told me to keep two, bring him back eight
And I only brought him five
keys in the Beamer
Got a white girl driving
Couldn't do it much cleaner
I'm fly in the sky
Like that muthafuckin ribbon
Bitches got my name on em
do
I'm feelin' love in the deepest fall, give you the
keys and all
You even when helped me when the beef was on
Tell me what you feel
'Cause I'm
on misdemeanor
Miss my brodies, miss Aaliyah
Spendin' money like amnesia
Spent some money on sativa
Got that strip club diabetes
Make it rain cats and dogs
balling
40 for the club when I'm in
New York, got Lean on Lean
Got bottles on bottles
Bad bitch with me want Molly on Molly
Molly on Molly falling out
Shakespeare, Mr. 305
This is to them boys that be in the club
That talk a whole lot of nothin'
Shh, be quiet
Keep it cool, you don't wanna start
Exspensive car keys and glasses, t-shirts
Pants's i keep money on me like dancers, see
Everybody got problems
And money is the answer
The teacher ain't pickin
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