bow wow - we in da club lyrics
mustard on the beat ho
we in the club sh-t’s packed
if it ain’t roset then we send that sh-t back
roll it up, we smoke back to back
don’t act up in here homie you don’t want that – ahh
this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh
hermez belt cost $650
if your girl look then your girl leave with me
n-gg-s lookin’, but they don’t want no issues
cuz for the right price we can make your homies miss you
now i’m ballin’, ballin’ like a muh f-cka
p-i-m-p and you just a hand cuffa
ferrari, drop top, rap – rap game got it in a head lock
i keep 7 grams in a blunt
keep another shorty on the side just in case she front
keep my shades on, swagger alright
b-tches be f-uckin’ i ain’t got all night
what it do
we in the club sh-t’s packed
if it ain’t roset then we sent that sh-t back
roll it up, we smoke back to back
don’t act up in here homie you don’t want that – ahh
this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh
where my bad b-tches, where they at
get behind that -ss quarterback snap
we in the club and my n-gg-s don’t know how to act
white tees, levi’s and a snap back
n-gg-s hatin’ in the club, better stop that
so much cash you’d a think a n-gg- sold crack
milli on my wrist got your girl on my d-ck
young money cash money n-gg- we the sh-t
tell, tell the dj bring it back one time
cuz the crowd go crazy when they hear the b-ssline
they gon’ b-mp it on the block, bang it in the street
hey you know it’s a hit as long as mustard’s on the beat
now where we at
we in the club sh-t’s packed
if it ain’t roset then we sent that sh-t back
roll it up, we smoke back to back
don’t act up in here homie you don’t want that – ahh
this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh
you a lame, you a lame, ain’t n-body f-ckin’ witchu you a lame
you a lame, you a lame, ain’t n-body f-ckin’ witchu you a lame
where my bad b-tches, where they at
get behind that -ss quarterback snap
where my bad b-tches, where they at
get behind that -ss quarterback snap
we in the club sh-t’s packed
if it ain’t roset then we sent that sh-t back
roll it up, we smoke back to back
don’t act up in here homie you don’t want that – ahh
this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay this the song for the real n-gg-s
ay what it do, where you from, do your thang ahh
yeah
yeah
guess who’s back
with ymcmb
ay good lookin’ big homie
appreciate it
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