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You`se just a booty club playa (a break yourself pimp)
A hit the club, spend the dub (ol` sucka-ass self) (x4)
(Sean Paul)
When I hit the GC, my money buckled ??
These hoes shakin` they ass, but they ain`t shakin` it for free
Lookin` dead at me, finna` get me for what I got
Tattoo on the ass, got my tilly core hot
Now I`m almost out the door, one hour left before they close
Shawty went upstairs, freshened up and changed her clothes
Smellin` good, lil` shawty ?
Can you lend a couple hundred to your little cuz?
And he did, so it`s on, dj play my favorite song
Shake em` off, she shook em` off, I broke her off
Put the money in her thong
All night long these nigga lookin` at me like I`m wrong
Don`t where your playa` partner, do dis` thang til` the money gone
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(J-Bo)
It`s Friday night, so what the hell is their to do?
I guess I`ll hit club Niggas and go and get a drank or two
And who do I see at the end of the bar?
It`s that booty club playa, the same one without no car
Spendin` his mad little ends on some ass and his friends
And now the night begins as I hit the gentlemens
And then after then, I`m a` go and head over to Magic City
Where I can get slizzard some mo`, and see alot mo` titties
And bitties actin` shitty for somethin` they ain`t got
So look here shawty, it ain`t no need you gettin` hot
For as I take another shot, up on them rocks
Now let me see dat` thang, as I proceed to blow the spot
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(Sean Paul)
My fare lookin` shawt, done spent all my change
Ain`t even got .35 to call a cab man
Nigga I`m big pistol, drank another drank of win`
On the dance wit` cha`
Shawty really, want me to come home wit` her
Chargin` five hundred, but I ain`t got it to give her
Put my paper down, cut her up like a swisher
Damn, I`m that club bandit, nigga they call me mister
That nigga in the club payin` bills to your sister
(J-Bo)
Now once again, I go crunk off in the back
Wit` my nigga Mark Twayne and Sean Paul off in the Lac`
And now it`s on the crack, and we actin`, and cuttin` the fool
For every benjamin that we spend ain`t nothin` cool
So I`m a` let you know, just in case you didn`t know
That them Attic Crew boys steppin` in just for the low
And if you ain`t wit` it, then deal wit` it, I gotsta go
Cause we ain`t bout` no games, and you can take that to the store
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