Lyrics:
sippin this 40 baby you could have the rest
We just hit the first club then we move on to the next
Everybody throwin' ones, Im over here spendin' checks
I
There's a club up ahead and you're rapidly approaching
Big coking, maybe overdosing
Slide on up to the window to peek inside
Everybody there is more
here when you finish your makeup
You look like you got down syndrome
Taking this molly for no reason
Having fun in the back of the club
Unemployed, I
Because democracy basically means government by the people, of the people, for the people
But the people are retarded
What, yeah
What, hold up, what,
dark shit hard times by myself
I always thought for us but niggas thought about they self
Now we got it back popping we don't need you niggas help
Had my
think you got the stacks?
You stuck being in jacks on the blocks with your paps
And the squad to hard niggas gotta fall back
Damn papi, you're shit is
cant I do for my baby?
She cook for me
Care for me
Loving me
Plus ti bi ti bi
What cant I do for my baby?
What cant I do for my baby?
She cook for
She cook' for me
Care for me
Loving me
Plus ti bi ti bi
What can't i do for my baby
What can't i do for my baby
She cook' for me
Care for me
Loving
the light again
Make good choices till the end
Time is passing by
And there's no turning back my friend
Que sería de mi si no fuera por ti?
Me diste alas por
admit ma je fi igbadun su e
Kini mo ti se fun e
Plans mi po gan fun e
Jekan ma patan emi ku ti ta tan na only you I want I swear
No be you dey by me
When
Sigo preso por ti
Sigo preso por ti
Sigo preso por ti
Yeahhhhhhh
llegaste del cielo y yo del infierno
Si me das otro shot baby no lo protesto
Si
cook' for me
Care for me
Loving me
Plus ti bi ti bi
What can't i do for my baby
What can't i do for my baby
She cook' for me
Care for me
Loving me
Plus ti
Saturday night, I ain’t got a plan
The clubs are a drag, so the sofa looks fun
Turn the telly, there ain't nothin’ cool
Got nothin’ to watch but tits
throw it back put In energy
Chop it like I got a black belt my enemy
I be putting it work put in energy
I can't take you to the club you a savage but
Ooh
Don't know where I'm coming from
But you best believe that Imma
Get back get back get back get back get back get back get back get back
Ooh
Don't
We all legends, done with our old conclusions, here with our new beginnings
Back to rapping and it hasn't even been a minute
Feathers falling but
the crowd going everybody singin' (hey)
Me blowin' like its legal surrounded by all my people
But the best part of the club is
When ya move ya body
now, make your team force a trade
It ain't a easy move, in fact it's hard
But only real ball players play for this real rough squad
Coached by
on, step on, step on step on by
(what you need to do is step on by)
Step on, step on, step on step on by
Step on by
Camouflage in the back of the club
Pullman
You niggas never heard of it, you gotta hit up Google
Back in the city, shit is getting brutal
These kids'll hit your noodle then take a girl
you happy)
Let's get it crackin' bottles
We back in town, we're so plastered
So meet her in the bathroom
She just turned 18, she calls me baby
I told you, hated the way you always used to leave me
I saw you at the club with that motherfucker Ci-Ci
I pulled up, you was in the front
on believe we go make am
Lati kekere moti mo pe life hard
Mo ti mo pe life hard
Life nah turn by turn no wish me bad no go wish make you fall
Life nah turn by
By 10 if you aint out the kitchen the macs are spittin
Dont worry i gotcha back covered now hurry
If them them niggaz even think about it niggaz is
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