cause I'm fucking this woman Get your ass beat put to sleep cause that's b game we too deep I'm what's poppin on grove street I'm smokin kush it feel
on a handstand Every time we hit the club We at least 50 deep Smokin' purple po and grichi got everybody keyed In the club 7 days a week party be be
the drive by) It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali Buddahba It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali Buck, buck It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali Budduhba It's
all the way, to go all the way My daddy said, "Learn and you will go far You gotta reach out for the highest star" That's what she said, so that's what
to her but I can neva reach her Who da hell is dis girl Da club so packed but I Gotta get 2 dis girl She right there but it's like she's cross
's, Off the beat's the crowd overpleased, Where my nigga's at smoking them tree's, Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski's, That's how it is when you
pines with haters looking round It's time lay it down putting it all up on the line Ain't no love for haters, smoking doug's potatoes All these niggas
heat close Keepin' .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close *****'s pupils that's
sex (Having sex, yeah) If I'm not faded or Making a baby Drinking Belvedere, 7-Up, and gin I told myself never again Sleeping while the club is crunk
M-15's "Oh my God" We got the M-16's "Oh my God" (that's dangerous) It's too hot on the floor man It's too hot on the floor [Verse One: Wyclef Jean]
split, that's why I got a honey dip From the club to the telly you know how it is Most of the chicks I never tell 'em where a nigga live Tryna reach
coliseum, chump That's right, it's your Obie Trice fucked up Off weed E's and whiskey Get live motherfucker when I speak motherfucker Out your seat motherfucker, I'ma reach
E's, Off the beat's the crowd overpleased, Where my nigga's at smoking them tree's, Off the cognac, finger fucking the ski's, That's how it is when you
Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz [
then we up in the club Don't hate baby show some love Let me know what's on your mind Get close let me start to grind Hun, what's on your mind And get
on your instrumental shit too,this what im bout to say [Kanye] niggas old as hell tryna get they rappin on in the club lookin like a fuckin shaparone im in the club