Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rush the Club, artist - Stu Stone
Date of issue: 10.07.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rush the Club |
UHH~! |
Say what, we gon' rush the club |
We gon' rush the club, GEYEAH! |
We gon' rush the club |
We gon' rush the cluuuuuuuuuub |
Yo, oh |
It was a — club night, quarter to ten |
I’m in the car bumping juice & gin |
Monday morning, gotta work again |
Just tryin to unwind with a couple of friends |
Bouncer got me feelin like a jerk again |
I tell him that he’ll never work again |
You can find me outside of the club, in the back of the line |
I’m with the scrubs in a bit of a bind |
Pull out the Sidekick, scroll it down to J |
Invite him out, tell him that he don’t gotta pay |
I got a lot of hot girls (hmm) they wanna play |
Did I mention that you don’t gotta pay? |
Bottles and models and they on yay |
Am I making myself clear, you don’t gotta PAY~! |
«Okay, shut up, I’m on my way» |
We gon' find a couple «Gold Diggers» like Kanye |
RUSH DAT SHIT! |
We all gettin in man |
RUSH DAT SHIT! |
Every last one of my friends man |
RUSH DAT SHIT! |
(No more gettin the snub) |
(Cause tonight, I’m rushin the club) |
So I’m on a movie set, just wrapped for the day |
This kid keep yappin 'bout I don’t gotta pay |
So I walk to the front as I usually do |
No crew, just me and my homeboy Stu |
Steppin to step and I got my Chucks |
And I just got a deal so I don’t give a fuck |
So I walk through the line, yeah a few people know me (JAMIE!!) |
I’m JK bitch~! |
This waitin shit bores me |
Irate from the V.I.P |
I bought you a drink; |
fuck that, you owe me |
Anyways me and Stu is chipped up |
Got our Members Only jackets all zipped up |
Walked to the guy who’s got the juice |
Said «Yeah we +Blowin' Up+ and we tryin to come through» |
Said I don’t know you and you don’t pay me |
Nobodies like you, harass me daily |
Yo who’s that comin through, is that Kardi in the Range? |
(Y'all know I think this party’s about to change!) |
Aiyyo, so we get out the ten well from 30 deep (50 chains) |
If they don’t let us in we tearin down the frames |
Cause we came out to get in — V.I.P.~! |
Smash the bouncers in the neck if they try to disrespect |
As we walk by the line the girls go for the clique |
Tryin to see if there’s someone that they can get in with |
As we gettin closer movin to the front door |
It’s like we brought our own club, about a hundred or more |
And when I get to the bouncers, yo who do I see? |
(Who) |
My nigga Stu Stone and his nigga Jamie Kennedy |
(Yo whattup rude bwoyyy) Aiyyo whatta’gwan J! |
(Tryin to front on me dawg) Word nigga, no way! |
You too Stu? |
(Dem know) Shit I got’chu |
Just stand behind me so nobody pop you |
I talk to my homeboy and then real quick |
We kicked in the front door and RUSHED DAT SHIT |