, that's the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin? (It's a
on and work it on me now (work it) Girl it's getting heated now (work it) It's time to put this club on fire now [Chorus a?? R Kelly] Burn it up
and I know to chase hoe clicks Nate at the club dancing with a glow sticks [Chorus] Throw your hood up All my G's rep... [Pain interrupts chorus] [
, your all fakers Red couch, red crystal, red pepper and salt shakers The red room, red curtains, it's summer squish Show some respect, what you expect that's
chill Any given times 100 G's in your grill Don't talk to me 'bout MC's got skills "He's alright, but he's not real" Jay-Z's that deal, with seeds in
of the po' po' and what they patrollin'? Gotta job motherfucker, I work for myself I got benefits bitch, dental and health I do it 24/7, I rob 7-11 If
dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our
thing , It's an S Club thing And when the rhythm hits you you'll be on the right track It's a feel good thing , It's an S Club thing Now you're in the
album about to drop in 7 days But I still poke a rapper at the VMA's Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my fans That's why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
, don't let nothin' break Yo, watch 'cause we don't care how much time it's gonna take Dance floor packed an' it's lookin' like a lake It's obduction, here's
my motto's Benzino's 'bout to drop, and that's a problem Matta fact, that's a promise You spit trash, your man is garbage I whip cars, fast and forty 7
is dis girl Da club so packed but I Gotta get 2 dis girl She right there but it's like she's cross da world Im tryin 2 approach her why she dancing
'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
Chris Brown) Shawty Get Loose, Baby Do What You Do, Let Me See You Let Down Your Hair, Shawty Get Loose, Hit Da Dance Floor And Act Like There's Nobody
] Nigga bozs' bout to turn out the show Crankin' up yo' dance flo' screaming GA hoe Flipping rhymes and gripping pines with haters looking round It's
club 'ey (in this club 'ey in this club 'ey) I wanna make love in this club 'ey (in this club 'ey in this club 'ey) I wanna make love in this club 'ey
club Now go and wave your hands girl Now wave your hands girls Now wave your hands girl Now wave your hands You love it do your dance girl Cause it's
dance they say i make it rain so im kickin out grain my pockets spittin 7 and my hummer spittin 3 i spent my left so thats 20 some g's just got