after the club I'm lost without (her) I'm lost without (her) I'm lost without no1s seen her after the club Hey! After the club after the club I'm lost
s where they can see it, and if you stunt, you clap Catch em in the club, thats when I stomp em flat Nigga get up after that, go get a fucking bat I
: [Luke in front of an audience:] As you know, we are now in the strip club, in ... Magic City. [beeper goes off] Ohh - somebody's beeper goin' - yo,
Krayzie Bone:] We steppin inside the party, Marti Grati Now get me a shot of Bacardi, let it get up in my body Make my body body rock rock ? I'm known
With fast foreign cars with the gator skin in 'em Now I got pretty women all around the world If I been in your city probably pound your girl Had her
IT LIKE THIS YOU PROBABLY DO IT THE SAME BUT YOU WON'T CAUSE YOU BROKE ALL YOU DO IS COMPLAIN AFTER THE CLUB, I'M A PUT A FEW IN THE RANGE AND LET 'EM
dipped to H classes Ice project off lights, chick flashes Blind your broke asses, even got rocks in big mustaches Rock top fashions Ain't shit changed, except the number after
trippin on pay days. You got me trippin tryin to make you my lady. Tell me what's you sippin, I got you baby. Hard rock body with your hard rock life.
s your boy Guerilla B-L-A-C-K. MAGIC CITY. Clappin' in the building. MAGIC CITY. MAGIC CITY. Comin' real soon. MAGIC CITY (laughing) West Coast
I was a whippersnapper Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them draws I'm after I'm just a Southernplayalistic pimp I used to slang a fat rock, but
real bitches? It feels good to be in ya'll city tonight Now I need everybody, to put they trigger fingers in the air And repeat after me: (Lets Go!) You
S. music scene there was big changes made Due to circumstances beyond our control, such as payola The rock 'n' roll scene died after two years of solid rock
I'm Bone, Bone We steppin' inside the party, Marti Grati Now get me a shot of Bacardi, let it get up in my body Make my body, body rock, rock, I'm known
