Lyrics:
every fucking song
I hate people in night clubs, snorting coke
And explaining where your going wrong
Well if you agree, then come hating with me
Wyte]
Strolling in the club VIP automatically
First three drinks are free as long as I get the bartender some green
Walk back to my seat hoes are peeping
just dance
Ladies in Montreal, femme de la France
Uh, shake that ass, shake that ass
Ladies in Montreal, femme de la France
Girl, your body good,
disowned you
Your man caught a body you
Were in the crib cryin'
He outside putting his life and catchin
Poppin' for you what, What oh that ain't
True? That
You're alone on this life so do what you wanna do
Movie time on tv I'll be up in the club soon
You're alone on this life so do what you wanna do
Movie time
every fucking song
I hate people in night clubs, snorting coke
cnd explaining where your going wrong
Well if you agree, then come hating with me
cnd feel
Can you dig it it's in my blood
You ever hear my mom singing on stage at the club
Joey Luv y'all go and get your tickets
V been loving music since
Little Mix
Hey
Saweetie, hmm
Oh-oh
Let's go
We wanna celebrate like we in the club every day
Got all my friends here with me
And I don't
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
her from the front
Got my Glec tucked
Shooters snuck
Don't try to get by put your life on stuck
Got my Glec tucked
Shooters snuck
Don't try to get by
it's my turn to eat
Gather round let's have a feast
Look at that your girl spread her legs for me
And I didn't have to creep
Instead of dining in
I think
paid? You wanna get laid?
Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways
Live your life in an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
the snow
That's just for your nose
Hollow tips let it go
We leaving your mans
Like 10 feet below
Now I'm in the club
And she shakin her ass on top
(He's fine) he walks in the club with love in his eyes
As he steps flock, flockin' females by his side
Lookin' scrumptious, even though he ain't tryin'
up in the air (Yung Greyz I see you)
Lemme see your glasses up in the air (TeeY mix)
We celebrating every night in the air
So let the DJ put
gettin' drunk Nigga
But I'm gettin' right
I gotta keep my compose
Before the nightlight fam in the night life
Yeah that's some shit right
Clowin' in
Bottles popping everywhere too much dro is in the air
Vision blurry from the crown and club and I don't really care
All I need is another drank and mix
code at club Katana
And jewish lawyers got us laughing in court at your honor
I skipped school 'cause gear my had me embarrassed
Now it's Rodeo Drive
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
than this, baby
2 smooth criminals doing one thing
Getting the baddest one in the room
Shawty, you caught my eye when I walked inside this club
Your body
your nigga don't sleep
Homey enough and see
Well, hand your nigga some heat
So I can feel warm in these cold ass L.A. streets
Now hook ya nigga
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka,
the morning light smoking, cash to fly
Don't stay up in the club tonight
And this how this is how
I'm gonna live my life
Your hands in the air like sha, la, la
insecure, for sure, not bored
Send you a first class ticket when I'm out on tour
Show me a lot of love in the club
You know your place, you give me my
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