Up In The Club

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Yeah yep
Them D boys in the building ok yeah
Them D town boys that is
Yes yes
Detroit stand up
Yes yes yeah
It's Quadb
Everybody in the D gotta feel this one man
Uh huh yeah yeah yeah ha
Evidence
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us
Uh oh it's time to clown where the circus at
Man down he got plugged like where a circuit at
Girls like a waitress I'm wondering where my service at
Lane ta lane different whips yeah man we swerving that
Money we makin you sippin on the haterade
On them daytons we skatin like kids on some roller blades
Yeah we deep lets see how many the van takes
Sippin on the sizurp and my pocket got the pancakes
Stacks like flap jacks a1 butter time
You can't do it like us you more like the other kind
That's the margarine stay inside the margin
Foe we get ta marchin get you beamed up like Marvin
The Martian one shot I'm a marksman
Put you niggas high in the sky like where Mars is
Chain the same color of the hair that Marge is
Gotta stay fly you know it's Trademarc and
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us
We in the club game tight like hands on a vice
I see a lot of niggas try ta glance at the ice
They betta think twice cause the heat just might
Make em do the splits like bambi tryna stand on the ice
Never sleep on the kid I don't rest a lot
Always do it big boy like a restaurant
We got offers on the table labels ringing the kid
Y'all other niggas need ta raise ya bars like Cingular did
Yeah boy keep the handy strap nine
Cause I'm on big wheels like a handicap sign
Yeah boy a lot of handy rap lines
I don't need a ghost writer I can handle mine
Cause when ya spot blows up
It's guaranteed to leave a nigga boxed out
Like a center when a shot goes up
We don't the undertaker leave his coffin on the ground
Cause the stones so cold Steve Austin wanna frown like
His stones colder than mine
Ha
Ha
Whoa
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Whoa
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Whoa
Ha
Evidence
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us
Dilly bitch my obsessions with lethal weapons
Has got me destined ta aim ya direction
Hit you in the midsection
Rip through ya intestines
Digestive system congested for walking away
I'm puttin pep in my step when I'm steppin
I'm jettin cause cops arresting looking for a confession
But I ain't sweatin I don't answer no questions
Nor am I guessing
Tryna put me in the facility of corrections
They don't see no reflection
They just see me for my complexion
And get the impression
That they gon get me for possession
I ain't telling my real name or shit they requesting
I just give em a nickname and f*ck up on the spelling
Time to refresh and head back to the block in seconds
And call up connections gotta get back ta my profession
That's selling what you expecting boy the D is what im reppin
Letting out aggression and keep a mag for protection
Shoot to perfection and we gettting tall cake like a wedding boy
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us
When we up in the club
It's bottle after bottle of bub
We get groupie love
Them coops is us
Them thugs in the group wit us

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