I wanna make Love In This Club (I wanna make love) In this club I wanna make love in this club (make love) In this club, in this club You got some friends
wanna make Love In This Club (I wanna make love) In this club I wanna make love in this club (make love) In this club, in this club You got some friends
shit Who would think that this kid from the projects Get his neck so cold you would think he's lethargic The wrist look like hypothermia set in Pick a club
bout whateva, 50 100 mane we'll send you to the devil, I work this bitch like donkey or last level, every block gotta choppa or two to clear da whole set
fully equipped and they be screamin' out Will we loved your last hit So I'm thinking I'm a scoop me something hot In this salsa Merengue melting pot Hottest club
still catch me up in them clubs In that 2K3 Yukon sitting up on them dubs Since they wanna know about my whip I'ma tell em like this, I got enough keys
Already, kno what I'm sayin this Birdman and this how it's goin down, that little youngin Yo Gotti I certifed him stamped approval, you feel me?, Energy
start this shit off right! We got KCMO in the house tonight! We gon start this shit off right! (Off right!) We got Tecca Nina in the house tonight! (Come on!) This
last summer, La da da drink that we sipped in the hummer, Meet me on the shore cause a nigga got drummer I'm still flyin love, smokin dub, banging in
sky does Green grass, enough Bud, it's summer-time love [Chorus 2x: Jully Black] Turn it on, turn it on, light it up We gon set this.. on fire Hit the
the fools in the club, are gonna go crazy Uh-huh, they love lookin at all the lovely ladies La-di-da-di, we like to party We love all the lovely ladies
And I be up in the booth drunk actin a fool Friday night, at Kaya they still got love And the Sharkbar we poppin like it's a night club Saturday still
Oh! What up baby? ATL, Dave Mack, Kells We up in here, uh This is for all the ladies, uh, all around the world On your mark, get set, go! In every mall
, call up the police, say put me in a cell, I can't resist this dish, I'm under Emily's spell, if you couldn't already tell, I loved every iota, Yoda
the stage with my set But her man, he was from Brooklyn She still slipped me the number She said, he's on vacation, so, get with me this summer Then
wanna see you drop it to the floor Hands on your knees let go Ready set go I wanna see you drop it to the floor Hands on your knees let go Ready set
