Yeah, G.I.B Get it
I don't know what about to do But I'm about to hit the streets my crew And clubbin' Quit complainin' yeah dog you cool Now pull out your chains and your jewels And clubbin'
I pull up on gold shoes I walk in actin' Hell nah it ain't no we clubbin' Head to toe I got in is new Plus those you know we two And we
It's a mess up with fake ballers in their place People comin' out 'cause heard I'm comin' back like mase Big body Benz plenty space, dollar big face Watch her lick our waist, when we
Get it got it locked, get it boys in the spot Take it off you gettin' hot, 'cause we In my pocket got 'em not slot-a-lot Dirty you can get shot, when we
Abrah kadabrah then I appear in the Throwin' it up with all the rollers that pop crack My has studs no they not that You paid fifty homie go and get your back
I don't know what about to do But I'm about to hit the streets my crew And clubbin' Quit yeah dog you look cool Now pull out your chains and floss your And keep
I up on gold shoes I walk in actin' fool Hell nah it ain't no we clubbin' Head to toe I got in is new those you know we keep two And we
Rich money got a bottle and he waitin' to (G.I.B.) Ol' G posted with a to his lip Valdez on the floor with his already out thurr startin' some shit
Get it boy gang, S.T.L. set Phantom car keys, Gucci vest V.I.P. then to eat She leavin' with me then suite
it like a G, pimpin' man I got to be Five million really a lot to me Maybe pop your pee, move your elbow and your knee And move your F.O.'s and drop your And put I can see, 'cuz we clubbin'
I don't what y'all about to do But I'm about to hit the streets my crew And keep Quit yeah dog you look cool Now pull out chains and floss your jewels And clubbin'
I up on gold shoes I walk in actin' fool Hell nah it no rules we clubbin' Head to toe I got in is new Plus those you know we two And we
Headed to the next stop in my rover Police pull me over, though they can't stop me clubbin' Man you know I'm swervin' wild see your boy not But I got it I'm a soldier and I'm clubbin'
50 followin' us, 10 chicks swallowin' us Four five hallows bust and we clubbin' A big dog not a mutt, keep starin' what I'm about to get this locked up, fuck, we
Put your money wurr your West cost to the east, to the south, out, they clubbin' on the hummer, errday like it's summer Wait tripper take a I'm still clubbin'
I don't know what about to do But I'm about to hit the streets my crew And clubbin' Quit complainin' yeah dog you look Now out your chains and floss your jewels And keep
I pull up on gold shoes I walk in fool Hell nah it no rules we clubbin' Head to toe I got in is new those you know we keep two And we
I don't what y'all about to do But I'm to hit the streets with my crew And clubbin' Quit complainin' yeah dog you cool Now pull out your chains and floss jewels And clubbin'
I pull up on shoes I walk in actin' fool Hell nah it no rules When we Head to toe I got in is new Plus those you know we two And we
Yeah, clubbin' Whoa, Keep Uh-huh, We Yes, yes We