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This is for the people that are drinking in a club |
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The people getting' drunk, the people getting ****ed up |
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We in the back smoking buds, spinning records, spitting flows so high |
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Melt the ice off your necklace so keep your head bobbin'' |
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Cause your neck you know it's fat |
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I always come prepared for anybody want to snap back |
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Low key holding shop let me get my groove on |
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Back up five feet and let me get my groove on |
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And my drink on, and my smoke on |
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Then go home with, something to poke on |
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I do my own thing, |
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I make big moves |
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I ride big wheels, |
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I fill big shoes |
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This my club song |
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This this my club song so put your hands up like what yeah |
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This my dance song |
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This this my dance song so lean back, lean back[CHORUS] |
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This my club song |
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This this my club song |
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I'm at the bar getting tore back drinking booze |
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This my dance song |
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This this my dance song so lean back, lean back |
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This the anthem so throw your damn hands up |
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This the anthem so throw your damn hands up |
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This my club song |
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This this my club song |
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I'm at the bar getting tore back drinking booze |
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So many places to go, so many people to see |
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So many things to do, yo that's the life |
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I leadI stay busy like a beaver on speed |
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Breaking mother ****ing z's like |
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I'm chopping up trees |
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Always VIP when |
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I step on the scene |
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And always last to leave when |
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I'm doing my thing |
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I'm always double fisted when |
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I'm up in the club |
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And never leaving alone 'cause you know |
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I get love |
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I got the smooth mack to get the girls on their back |
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Laying flat looking like they had a heart attack |
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Now what you know about that partner, do the math |
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But you better add fast, |
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I'm a put you on blast |
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Last laugh on my habit, |
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I guarantee this |
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Your lady asked if she could grab it so |
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I broke out my dick |
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Then I took the bitch home and boned all night long |
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And on my way out |
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I heard the |
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DJ playing this song[CHORUS] |
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I come out on a |
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Friday, blazing down the highway |
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Fast lane, living life, doing things my way |
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I'm not trendy, |
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I'm a trend setter |
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Don't follow trends 'cause my daddy taught me better |
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Original style, spray paint and a stencil |
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Rip 'n tear wear hear me blaze the instrumental |
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Coincidentally |
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I don't want a |
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BentleyNever like diamonds, |
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Gucci or Fendi |
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Brand names offend me, |
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I'm puffing on sensi |
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Never pretend to be something that you're not |
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Like a tweaker on crystal meth, heating up the rock |
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That's played out |
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Pure destruction to my people |
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Make some noize come on |
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I can't hear you[CHORUS] |