| Nigga buck in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Got my tone in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Straight walk up to that boy like, FUCK YOU BITCH!
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| Slap a trick in front his bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Start a fight with the thickest click, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Get kicked out this bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Shoot that thang at security nigga, FUCK YOU BITCH!
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| See I’mma ride me a chevy with them fo doors
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| And blow some dro, dro
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| Sit back and watch a flick on screens wid a red ho
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| On double deuce, I met this bitch up at the club
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| I had a tech, if her neighbors wanna buck
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| Wid a nigga, cuz I’m from the south side of town
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| B-H-Z, and I’m reppin, even if ya aren’t around
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| I match a blunt with the real
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| Shoot a bump with the real
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| But I ain’t a baller, I just deal
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| With these drugs and thugs and these niggas that’s locked up
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| I lock em' down with some of that pure white stuff
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| Like some dro, pop a pill, sip some syrup, It ain’t no deal
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| But you gotta stay the same when you high, keep it trill
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| And I still blow a blunt to take the pain out
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| Cuz if I don’t get high, I’d probably blow my fuckin brains out
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| Cuz straight thugs love it, cuz I’mma keep it killa
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| And I’mma dedicate this to my real ass niggas! |
| YEA!
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| Nigga buck in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Got my tone in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Straight walk up to that boy like, FUCK YOU BITCH!
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| Slap a trick in front his bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Start a fight with the thickest click, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Get kicked out this bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Shoot that thang at security nigga, FUCK YOU BITCH!
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| Woooo! |
| I think you know the mother fucking business now, wannabes! |
| ((In the
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| Middle of the club))
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| Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Mafia, roll with us, or get ran over, ((In the
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| Middle of the club))
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| Shoot with us, or get shot the fuck up nigga!
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| In the middle of the club, dolla on swoll
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| Take me a scoop, put it to my nose
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| Buckin' through the crowd, knock your drink down
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| Pistol in my draws, don’t make me pull it out
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| Twist another blunt, fill it real krunk
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| 40 in the club, Outside it’s the pump
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| Top off the syrup, take me a swig
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| There go my dawgs, What’s Up My Nigs?
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| Security starin, they better not try it
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| Cuz we will start a mother fuckin riot!
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| The crowd is swayin, Three 6 playin
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| It’s on now, no rules we obeying
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| Security pissed, they started to march
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| Just in time, I got outta dodge
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| But I was spotted, and kicked out
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| Ran back in, shots rang out!
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| Nigga buck in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Got my tone in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Straight walk up to that boy like, FUCK YOU BITCH!
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| Slap a trick in front his bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Start a fight with the thickest click, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Get kicked out this bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Shoot that thang at security nigga, FUCK YOU BITCH!
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| As a young nigga in the hood kinda pissed off
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| Cuz I gotta big bank, and his pockets too short
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| Frustrated all the time, wanna tear the roof off
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| Wanna be a gangsta, but the nigga too soft
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| Kinda sissified, like that famous fagot, Ru Paul
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| But he can not hide, letting them queers knock his boots off
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| Hope he get his shit together, grow up til he too tall
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| Instead of letting these rubbers go up in his ass, to raw!
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| Niggas hatin on me, but they just don’t know
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| C-B he gotta gun, and I’m bout to explode
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| Keep talking that shit, like you standin ten toe
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| You don’t know me nigga, you don’t know me bro
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| I’m up in the club, and I’m smoking on dope
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| Your bitch is talkin shit but its time to go
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| I’mma catch you little lame bitches at the door
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| And spray you bitch down, like a water hose!
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| Nigga buck in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Got my tone in the club like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Straight walk up to that boy like, FUCK YOU BITCH!
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| Slap a trick in front his bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Start a fight with the thickest click, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Get kicked out this bitch like, FUCK THAT SHIT!
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| Shoot that thang at security nigga, FUCK YOU BITCH! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song F**k Dat S**t , by - "Mista Dj PaulSong from the album Club Memphis - Underground Volume 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп