i luv that

i luv that shit -

it's goin down like it always do

i'm about to hit 'em front door

front row with the crew

i pull up to valet in the '09 'cedes

and turn the heads of all the fly ladies

i lift the doors out

then lift the doors up

step out the car and the whole world slows up

i show up like a certified pro

lookin like slow motion when i heads to the door

i walk right past the line to the rope

everybody fall back like i'm the motherfuckin po'

and it's not even a question if i fittin to bring the strap in

they tried to pat me down but it ain't fittin to happen

head to the bar

all eyes on b-da

from the haters and the fly mamacitas

and trust me mayne when the club this thick

you ain't even got to ask - i luv this shit

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the club is packed

the bottles is poppin {bottles is poppin}

we make it rain when the models is boppin

mayne

ladies shakin they backs

and all the players and the pimps is catchin heart attacks

come on

aiyyo dj turn it up

you got a beat

then let's burn it up {burn it up}

you know we do it b-i-g

so come and holla at a player in the v-i-p

ugk we in the house fo's

ho'

we about to crank this thang up and you already know

we in the club lookin like new money

put ya stunna shades on 'cause the ice too sunny

me and my partners posted up at the bar

and we about to buy it out

for the price of your car

all the ace of spades

all the rozay

all the syrup and white and patron

okay?

they sendin out ice buckets by the dozens

i pass 'em out to my dogs and my cousins

the whole club full of smoke and we buzzin

it's goin down in here mayne

you thought it wasn't?

movin through the club like a conga line

see the baddest little bopper

legs long and fine

and she like i love your ropes