Lyrics:
When I feel it's the perfect
Night to hit the club
Youre stressing
You argue with me while Im on the phone
And Im texting
Even though it was for your
Raw, the one, like five divided by four (uh)
Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by y'all
Reciprocated and multiplied by more
You likely
Frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions
Lead lead to dumpin'
IV to pumpin', you're feeling
the heater right by her side
Aiyyo, so what the deal Dogg, tell me
Keep it real Dogg
Niggas seem to the brain, how you feel Dogg?
Nigga I'ma ride, set it up,
I saw your girl by MC New York slick D
Copyright, all rights reserved boy!
In eighty-eight
Ayy yo, don't want to diss you
but your girl's a freak
the stands I don't dance
In the club by the door
With the gun by my hands
By my pants a motherfuckin' eighty-
I'ma tell all you niggas, y'all niggas owe me
so drunk
Baby I don’t really dance but I
Can beat it like a drum
I stumble out the club being
Greeted by the sun
And really fuck a pound cause I
Get
This one for my baller niggas
That hate when the weakest ho in
The club try to approach him
Some songs the ladies love me
The girls gon' hate me for
shit, niggas get hit, ay
Run when it spit, don't get hit by the AK
Take cover quick, niggas on that shit, ay
Come broad day they'll get at you with the AK
cause my weed
Come from another state
Pullin kush out by the pound
Girl it wasn't a 8th
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Stretch out your legs,
So don't tell me whatchu wish for
You wanna be kept by a rich ho
Bitch-ass nigga, I'm tryna hit me a lick
She better pay me right now
She wanna get
clubs in
looking for a love thats me
I don't care what people say
I need it, need it a far away
I've looking out
looking love
looking everywhere I go
I
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
true calling from God
Hid like Jonah in the club with bottles of corona
Surrounded by models and owners, and cronic smokers
The ones that you find in
book by its cover
But I can spot a bitch a mile away
Pardon me brotha
Chorus
O its on, get at me, bitch I won't slap the shit outcha
Whacho want,
either crunk in the club)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
Don't matter where I hang
People love my twang, uhh
(Call us country or Southerners mayn)
(We
[Bridge]
Slide in, slide out, that's how a real gangsta move
You can tell by the way I'm smooth (I'm smooth)
But at the same time actin a fool (actin
club
I sign eight by tens for all my friends beats all you've ever seen
It won't be long until I get a record deal
(It's Cledus) the karaoke king
I
A whistle blows
The doors slide shut
I store my baggage overhead
The train hisses a goodbye, the station scrolls by
I fold my coat to make a bed
Though he lay quite alone,
For he's taken him to a haunted hall
Seven miles from the town.
He's chased the deer now him before
And the doe down by
I went looking for someone I couldn't find
Staring at faces by the Serpentine
Walking slowly, I realised
You'd been and gone, I know you lied
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
All Around the word
Uh
Every block
Every club
Every hood
I'm in love
[Verse 1: Lil Jon]
So sweet, so round, so thick
So nasty ooh I love that shit
So
Everybody in the club in the heat
Pussy get to poppin when we holdin a beat
Bitches throwing up they posing hands
Ass keep poppin out these female
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