Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Strip Club , by - Boo RossiniRelease date: 08.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Strip Club |
| I met her at the strip club |
| Popping band, that ain’t nothing to us |
| We flexin' and we turned up |
| We got that drink and we pouring it up |
| That money got these hoes want me |
| That check got these hoes on me |
| These niggas out here tryna clone me |
| Like, this just what we do |
| This a dope boy party, like who the fuck invite you? |
| I met her at the strip club |
| And now this bitch back in my room |
| I heard she set some niggas up |
| Ain’t got no business fucking with you |
| But I don’t knock what the bitch do |
| Cause I hit a few licks too |
| When the light’s off and the rents due |
| Collect call, can’t get through |
| I don’t wanna hear what you’ve been through |
| Bitch, you got too many issues |
| Know a hundred bitches just like you |
| And I |
| I met her at the strip club |
| Popping band, that ain’t nothing to us |
| We flexin' and we turned up |
| We got that drink and we pouring it up |
| That money got these hoes want me |
| That check got these hoes on me |
| These niggas out here tryna clone me |
| Like, this just what we do |
| This a dope boy party, like who the fuck invite you? |
| I met her up in club dreams |
| She tried to sell a nigga a drink |
| I looked at her like bitch please |
| I got that check, hoe, you coming with me |
| I done seen her in this state a million times |
| Made that money a million times |
| Fucked it off a million times |
| She in the club dreams tryna get hers |
| I’m in the trap tryna get mine |
| Somebody tell Malaya I’m looking for her |
| Fuck her all day for bed time |
| I met her at the strip club |
| Popping band, that ain’t nothing to us |
| We flexin' and we turned up |
| We got that drink and we pouring it up |
| That money got these hoes want me |
| That check got these hoes on me |
| These niggas out here tryna clone me |
| Like, this just what we do |
| This a dope boy party, like who the fuck invite you? |
| I met her at the strip club, popping that ass on me |
| She asked me did I sell drugs |
| I’m looking like a half of key |
| I’m like hoe why you all in my kitchen? |
| I mean all in my business |
| That molly got the hoe tripping |
| Got two hoes in here flipping |
| Double cup and we sipping |
| We blow our money, we ain’t tripping |
| Got that dope money with no limit |
| I met her at the strip club |
| Popping band, that ain’t nothing to us |
| We flexin' and we turned up |
| We got that drink and we pouring it up |
| That money got these hoes want me |
| That check got these hoes on me |
| These niggas out here tryna clone me |
| Like, this just what we do |
| This a dope boy party, like who the fuck invite you? |