And on my way to the club I fell down a hole All the people there Said, "You come along" And I, I just wanna be Darlin', with you The music's made that
And on the way to the club I fell down a hole all the people there said you come along(?) and I, I just wanna be, Darling' with you the music's made
Vertaling: Vervaag. Op die pad na die Club.
: And on the way to the club I fell down a hole all the people there said you come along(?) and I, I just wanna be, Darling' with you the music's made
your hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it
up, bottoms up, throw your hands up Tell security we bout to tear this club up Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way
tip Never catch me in much but a Suave House outfit Cars with some kick on the lick with the mob looking thick Hit the club cause rug on the loveless
on I suit you the way that 'chu want Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want It got me the way that 'chu want Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want I
club mu-sic Now all these niggas tryna battle rap But that shit don't add up to a platinum plaque I'm like Shaq move bitch get out the way I'm finna dump
With a heart attack on your plate, you were looking back on your days. How you spent them all in a blur, when they asked if you were for sure. Let
B don't stop playing that sound We make our way to the bar in the club And my whole crew buying bare bottles of bub Oh shit, my vision seems blurred
man But I cant love you neither, it's wifey over bitches but money's over her, cuz money's under nothing my life is such a blur, its not the way it has
how I usually do (yep) Pay me no attention right now I'm on a gram or two (damn) My words might be slurred (slurred) Vision's slightly blurred (blurred
