enough no! after a bottle of J I feel ready to rock this goddamn place [chorus] After a shot or two at your place there is no doubt painted on your
last enough no! after a bottle of J I feel ready to rock this goddamn place [chorus] After a shot or two at your place there is no doubt painted on
tell you this club was dope? Yeah you wasn?t lying kid, it definatly is... Look at this they all over the place Yeah one second hun, slow down, slow down
like a cat, Purr like a cat, Purr, purr like a cat. I had my first stripper at the age of 16, Had me feeling like the club was the place to be, I
my niggas pass through Before we blast you This shit so real I don't have no need to gash you We will never calm down We won't put the bombs down Rep
can hear 'em holla Goon Squad in this bi*** Let me hear you holla Good Squad in this bi*** Let me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bi*** So who am
the hell do you wanna be when you grow up?) I wanna be a supa emcee (Well you're already that) so let me step up to bat Attack a hit to go beyond this
Every hood and every street and every block we got it covered Throwing money while we in the club with shorties on our pole us Get it popping in this
' pictures lookin' happy holdin' peace signs G's catching cases just a couple blocks down The LAPD got em' serving beat down We learning ghetto law but we had to raise hell
can't believe this shit.... Word up.. (word up..) I seen some cold nights and bloody days They grab and me bullets spray They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this
Nelly chain so long got him walk'n wit a limp Ali is throw'n money in the front row And er' body scream'n Slo Down but where the hell is slo of course
all good, watch me do this shit [Cam'Rom] Yo, yo, yo, yo, ay yo, from my town to Chitown R. Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down Voice cry hot sounds tied down
days I'm gonna leave this place And ya'll might never ever see my face again Friends been friends since we were little bitty Now we're grown and this is our home Hook: This
club I gotta work at the club Take pictures and sign autographs Ya know what I mean I don't need to be in your club for real And club dollars say I owe
hell raiser Mysterious neighbor Cuttin throats with broke Coke Bottles and rusty razors I ain't the one to save you in a crisis I kick you while you're down
dem hoes like damn I gotta have this nigga Cause I'mma hot black, how in the hell can you stop that You can fuck mine How the hell can you knock that
[feat. Gucci Mane & Bun B] Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this nigga I'm hearin' these niggaz in the club, niggaz soundin' like
