-b, place you want to be C-l-u-b, place you want to be C-l-u-b, place you want to be Down at club s, down, down at club s! To the s! To the s!
album about to drop in 7 days But I still poke a rapper at the VMA's Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my fans That's why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
answers Oh Left Eye What's happenin'? Everybody wanna know where the hell you been Oh Left Eye Teachers, children, mothers, and thugs Everybody loves Miss Left Eye What's happenin'? Everybody
gave you, baby, don't let nothin' break Yo, watch 'cause we don't care how much time it's gonna take Dance floor packed an' it's lookin' like a lake It's
to make cake you need batter So it ain't kickin' that shit the beat ain't gonna matter Lox and Cru, el familiar to you So if you want it you can get
ya up in the club empty the 5th on ya You all know it's **** by Vivica I'm the realest ****, ya wanna mob with me If you a dealer **** you can get ****
figures Now you hating on me, because my game so tight And could you be mad because I fucked ya' wife Well it's true, that's the price nigga check that
I swear on the soul's of our dead cousin's I ain't bustin', man I'm comin' A.K. 40's bustin' 7's and Mack 11's I told 'em all I ain't no hoe But niggas
you one time, then you gettin' your back slammed out Cool Breeze only 5'7" But I'll break you off quick And it don't matter if you 5'11" I played ball
you ballin let me hear you say right {right} Verse 3] And to the world of the playboy pin up girl Butt naked dressed in nothin but pearls You want to meet me cause you
on poppy and Put it in a song, ma how could you go wrong Worse than a armed robbery Know that I'm armed properly, whenever the arm's rocky You can go
outta you haters running yo mouth You're the reason why you peoples is pouring they 40's out Dirty Dozen wiling, beat niggaz bloody And you gon have to
you gon' get it the worst a And since you jumpin' in front of everybody you gon' get it first I disperse the crowd with something bigger and versatile So run and record you verses now while you
my life no more, I told you, nigga, it's a wrap Oooh, you claim you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet We can't even talk 'less you got the check, I guess
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been
example out of you haters runnin' your mouth You the reason why your peoples is pourin they 40's out Dirty Dozen 'wildin, beatin niggas bloodied And you
poppy and put it in a song Ma how could you go wrong? Ha ha ha ha worse than a armed robbery Know that I'm armed properly, whenever the arm's rocky You