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She at the club, Got all niggas aroused
If she didn't measure up, She go get it by the pound
I'm looking like wild, She one of the baddest girls I

Wait for the cake now, wait for the breakdown
I go in for the takedown, she don't wanna lay down
She go up to the top of it, then she goin' straight

Texas
I don't care for her exes
I smoke my weed I roll it up
Turned up in the club
Got Givenchy on my cut
Balencie's on my feet
And you know I'm lacing up

She might move on to rappers and ballplayers
But we all know I hit it first
I hop in the club and boppers show love, and I don't even put in work
I

Dem lil thang be popping
Locking, drop it
Gone Head, Baby don't stop it
Lets Go
I just wanna know if you gone
Back that thang up
I, I just wanna know if

that shit, I'm the type of motherfucker really wanna see you (?)
You can tell my bitch, nigga I don't even need her back
Who she gone vibe with when

is almost over
But really its jus beginning
Tryna take a swing atcha
If you down for another inning
Cuz the club is bouta close
We don't have lotta

Don't Tell

Snoop Dogg

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

I turn it out whenever I'm in the mix
I'm creeping with my secret and that's how I wanna keep it, peep this

If I hit this pussy you going tell

just appeared
Wanna run up and test my nuts in here
Go ahead, spread your shit
End in a place where the lead don’t fit
My man, I don’t play I end your

keep it 100
Molly, coco, yerk, henny
I got nigga's that'll kill for a Rolly
If I slide, I'm a slide by my lonely
I ain't your nigga don't call me your

You Already Know

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Music From and Inspired By the Motion Picture]

2005

the shit honey (WOO!!!)
Hood nigga with the rubberband grip money
If I go broke I make you and your man strip dummy
Yeah nigga, you don't want it with

had money how would you act?
I'm living this life, don't listen to dem they're living a lie
After I whip up this brick into 5 think I might go take

a hunnid' girl it don't matter where we go
Oh
Coming down I need a pill right now
If I take another one how I'ma feel right now
I'ma mix it with liquor it

The Pistol

Dead Prez

Let's Get Free

2000

in to mix with these drugs, caught up in the humble
Bricks and paper by the bundle how the Bronx humble
??? devils get deaded, never regret it, only

you need to run and go get your frigity-friends
I'm looking at your bum-stickity-bum, hun
The mickity mack's bickity back, don't act wickity-wack

don't wanna cope with
But when I blow up yeah you know how it goes bitch
Till then you aint finna see me
I'm on my lunch break eating my club panini

May I say this while I got a couple on my hit list 
I leave the club 
With a full cup 
The bill already given
Monday her head frizzy but by Friday

the 'burbs

Hook (Kulaia & J Wess)
Bang This In Da Club
(Imma spray the joint)
And If u wanna get loud
(you gotta play this joint)
No Dress Code, No Guest

If she wanna fight, imma bite like mike tyson
Pulled up to the dorm like every day she was a dyson
Rest in peace to my dog really miss him name was

I wanna see you take it off.
Take it off,Take it off
Take it off,Take it off
Go head show me dat candy babe,
Show me dat candy, 
Take it off,Take it

Cause now and days, it be rare, just like a baggy tee
We ain't gotta make it work, Nah I don't wanna speak
I thought my home was a home, why you lie to me

I Hit It First

Ray J

I Hit It First

2013

She might move on to rappers and ballplayers
But we all know I hit it first
I hop in the club and boppers show love, and I don't even put in work

go without you
Be on his money, he schoolin' you know I be the block
I swear the homie got a gift so he don't need the block
Zig Zag papers, king

on top of a bunk
Man that shit sucked
But look at me now I’m all in the clubs
Shoutout Atlanta yeah they know what's up
Y’all wanna talk about how this is