Lyrics:
the dreams of the life
Want my family good for my time going by
When you doing good they gon' finally acknowledge
All the pain in the game took a lot
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n****, I'ma knock fire n****
from yo' a**, you can come try n**** (HEY!)
In the hood,
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n****, I'ma knock fire n****
from yo' a**, you can come try n**** (HEY!)
In the hood,
down and speed it up up
You're body bang
See that double butt mix with whats up in my cup
Makes me want you in this club club!
You're body bang, bang
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well, what'cha want to do with it?)
One day at a time
[T-Boz]
Stuck on me at waffle house
After 1:12, when I go out
Where do
You get up with me tomorrow?
Aight I'm going up in here
Coming out of 112 one late night
Seen some scandalous hoes in my eye sight
Now being
you shake your seat
You know by the way that you shake it on the dance floor
People in the club screaming give me some more
You know by the way that you
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
the morning. All the flirt dies.
Only naked bodies lie, only awkward lies.
Multiple tries won’t make it work, guys.
The cake is a lie you’ll be dead by sunrise.
Sick and there's no cure
Bad case of V.I.P.
Still in the game killing you can call us M.V.P.
Whole fucking club jump in your cars and follow me
It's
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
Ay yo Birdman
We been here before
This the G mix
This the always strapped remix
Believe that
Always strapped when I hit the club
Niggas give
Chamillitary S U C mix hol up
This is the Sound of Revenge
This for all my O G Screw Heads
Rest in Peace to Fat Pat DJ Screw
Chamillitary S U C mix
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
Thursday night I be drinking the with homies
Pull up to the club you know all the bitches love me
At the pregame we got the henny and the sprite
My
Either you bring it
(We gon' bring it)
Or you can't
Sometimes it gets kind of messy out there
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well what'cha wanna do with
I wanna hear your heart beat
Wanna feel what you need
Let me stay tonight by your side
By your side
I wanna hear your heart beat
Share your dreams
club
(And by the way, it's the same big club they used to beat you over the head with all day long when they tell you what to believe)
Big club, the big
really want to call you just to tell you that I miss you
But now I'm in the club spitting lyrics out to diss you that's real
I'm in the club trying to I'm
(Crack)
(Milly rock)
(Yeah, yeah, thank you, thank you) (yeah, what?)
Only you can make it happen (happen)
Love the way you grind me
Love the way
bitch airplane mode code
No peacoat no time to change clothes, same clothes
Love if you living by the same code, G code, leave ho
Fuck it you dead
her number, I make impact
Which only occurs, if the club ain't packed
So come on, stop whilin', I got it all fixed
Just listen to the mix, to the mix
like broke stogs
You can find me in the mall, buyin up all the clothes
Or in A-T-L or Club 112, throwin them 'bows
Left and right arms froze, cold like
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