Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Club Poor, artist - Rynx. Album song In Pieces, in the genre Танцевальная музыка
Date of issue: 24.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Avant Garden, Island
Song language: English
Club Poor |
They want 10? |
Nah, I’m not paying 10 to go in there |
Nah, I came alone |
Nah, you know what, I’ma go in the back |
I’ma wait 'til the bouncer take his five |
And I’ma go through the back |
And I’m not taking my hat off |
Fuck this club |
Uh, I’m at the bar, gettin' water |
Here you go |
Uh, hol' up, hol' up, what’s that? |
Uh, it’s a bottle of water |
Uh, yeah, nah, I meant tap (Bitch) |
Shorty lookin' like a 12 (Goddamn) |
Super mad 'cause she sippin' on well |
She wanna take shots like she cartel (Pow pow) |
I let a ugly dude buy her top shelf (Pussy) |
I don’t care if she got her ass bent (Bent) |
I’m not shellin' out, I gotta pay rent (Pay rent) |
You lookin' at me like the boy ain’t got wealth (Nah) |
But I’m a baller, baby, everywhere else |
Man, she said she want drinks |
Sorry, baby, but that shit kinda pricey |
I’m not paying 20 for a shot |
Now, I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Man, she said she want drinks |
Sorry, baby, but that shit kinda pricey |
I’m not paying 20 for a shot |
Now, I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Man, she said she want drinks |
But that shit kinda pricey |
Man, she said she want drinks |
I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Yeah, fuck you mean I can’t wear shorts? |
(It's hot) |
Now you going through my pockets like the airport (Bitch) |
I got a 10 spot, I ain’t paying more (It's 20) |
And I can see it’s all dudes on the dance floor (No, it’s not) |
Bullshit, it’s a Wednesday night (Yeah) |
Where you get off with that cover price? |
I split a 30 rack, bro, I’m feeling nice (Ah, I’m drunk as fuck) |
Let me get inside and find my fucking wife (Hey, chill out bro) |
Hey, why you push me that hard? |
(What the f-) |
Oh, I’ma end up on WorldStar |
Can’t see shit, think I dropped my bank card |
Man, I shoulda gone to the dive bar |
Man, she said she want drinks |
Sorry, baby, but that shit kinda pricey |
I’m not paying 20 for a shot |
Now, I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Man, she said she want drinks |
Sorry, baby, but that shit kinda pricey |
I’m not paying 20 for a shot |
Now, I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Man, she said she want drinks |
But that shit kinda pricey |
Man, she said she want drinks |
I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Man, she said she want drinks |
I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Man, she said she want drinks |
I know that sound cheap |
But that’s how I stay icy |
Damn, bro, what the fuck happened to you? |
Hey, what’s good, bro? |
You good, bro? |
No |
What happened? |
I don’t know, man, I don’t even remember |
I think I got punched |
You look fucked up |
Ugh |
Well yo, Damian Lillard was in there |
And I just stole, uh, this bottle of Ciroc |
So you wanna go split this? |
Oh, hell yeah |
Actually, nah, I think you good |
Alright, dude, I’ma get a Uber |
Yeah, fo sho |
Where am I? |