Hit Da Club

(Album: Money Don't Sleep - 2014)

[Chorus:]
Hit the club
Spend this money up
Rolling another one
[x7]

I say we hit the club, spend this money up
I got a bad bitch [?]
Bout to get her pussy swoll
Twenties, fifties, hundreds in my bank bro, drink all
Dipping in a nice low, feeling good ice though
Meet the plug hit the club, we just call it boss mo
We got bitches, we got bottles
We got niggas burning bread
Smoking grass, shaking ass
My whole section going fast
Done a key, [?] the charge
Guess who out here flossin hard
Spend that money buy dem toys
Valet parkin, show dem boys
Houston Texas, hog life
Puttin dick in ya'll life
In the club all night
That's that shit we on like
Keep that [?] comin grind
Do this shit at any time
Bottles up we turnt as fuck
Let's tear this mothafucka down

[Chorus]

Hey don ke I got you nigga, let's go
Hit da punt niggas I'm high as shit
High as da mothafuckin [?] price
Vale park that Lamborghini
Nigga I'm dressed to kill like it's picture night
Don Perrion I be sippin, I got bitches
Man these bitches on a niggas
I'm dat nigga, I'm dat nigga
Ain't no, dope boy nigga come as hard as me
Yea I speak crap they recording me, nigga
Turn up we done made it now
No deep pussy, niggas hating it now, fuck em
Know these niggas they don't bout dat
All the dope that I talk, they don't bout dat
They know dat I'm with it
They know dat I did it
They know dat I'm out, yea
Hit da club blow a sack now
Everybody showin love now
Who'da thought I'd be a rap nigga
Everybody know me from the trap nigga
Hit da club blow a bottle brick
Make da haters sick
Hit a sick bitch
Ghostface killa
Kill em with the [?]

[Chorus]