after the club I'm lost without (her) I'm lost without (her) I'm lost without no1s seen her after the club Hey! After the club after the club I'm lost
her after the club I'm lost without (her) I'm lost without (her) I'm lost without no1s seen her after the club Hey! After the club after the club I'm
em!) We got 'em hot in this bitch! (So throw the water on 'em!) Here we go! [Verse 2: Reek Da Villian] (Busta Rhymes] R-double E-K, D-A Villian I'll
em!) We got 'em hot in this bitch! (So throw the water on 'em!) HERE WE GO! [Verse 2: Reek Da Villian] (Busta Rhymes] R-double E-K, D-A Villian I'll
money I am talkin "white phantom sittin on dub" money. I am talkin "cold champaigne at tha club" money. And no I ain't emotional but baby I love money. To all these A&R
where they can see it, and if you stunt, you clap Catch em in the club, thats when I stomp em flat Nigga get up after that, go get a fucking bat I tell
shoot poisonous darts at him with venom in it to murder him servin' him right D.P. Kon Artis, swervin tonite we rock from state to state and city to city
Intro: JD) After the party its the waffle house if u ever been there u know what i'm talkin about where people dont dance all they do is this and after
motherfucker, da bullshit Funk Doc, motherfucker, push whips, motherfucker Na, na, chill out, who got the weed in this motherfucker, yo Brick City, Jersey
, Too $hort, come on baby [T-Pain] She got the body of a goddess, everybody know that Super-cute face and the booty so fat I'm in the club dropping twenty
my city on my back, my diamonds on my front Conjure up in my cup, grand daddy in my blunt Did it, 2000 and whatever The year is after this is Cadillac
's Thugga, motherfucker, leader of them Outlawz Made the city proud, rep'd hard for the grill They thought we fell off, still getting it how I live Stay up in the club
fuck And crash out, motherfuckers ain't networkin', strippers checkin' in Motherfuckers on motorcycles, pickup trucks with license plates on 'em Bringin' mad shit from down South, big after
sequel, armani to tha club, pick up my boo muthafuka but first i gotta roll one for my people haters frontin when they saw us,the windy city night crawlers