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duke deuce - fell up in the club lyrics

[intro: duke deuce]
fell up in the club
fell up in the club
what the f+ck?

[verse 1: duke deuce]
fell up in the club gangsta, walkin’ with my thugs
dj play that duke deuce then we f+ckin’ up the club
f+ck a diamond grill, we want all gold slugs
throw your signs in the air if you don’t really give a f+ck

[chorus: duke deuce]
whatthafuuuccckkkk!
fell up in the club, deep!
fell up in the club, bangin’!
fell up in the club, shinin’!
fell up in the club, sw+ngin’!
fell up in the club, crunk!
fell up in the club, gangin’!
fell up in the club, stomp!
fell up in the club, brainless!
fell up in the club, deep!
fell up in the club, bangin’!
fell up in the club, shinin’!
fell up in the club, sw+ngin’!
fell up in the club, crunk!
fell up in the club, gangin’!
fell up in the club, stomp!
fell up in the club, brainless!
[verse 2: duke deuce]
naw my guys ain’t scared of ya, f+ck around and embarrass ya
blackhaven area, f+ck with us then we bury ya
30 on me carry, the bit get ugly like predator
set’em up and let ’em up, give the green light and wet ’em up
glocks, sigs, ars, ks, and teks
don’t want cha b+tch, i just wanna borrow her neck
straight out the trenches my n+gga i’m one of the best
f+ck is you saying’ my nig’, i’m a bhz vet
glocks, sigs, ars, ks, and teks
don’t want cha b+tch, i just wanna borrow her neck
straight out the trenches my n+gga i’m one of the best
f+ck is you saying’ my nig’, i’m a bhz vet
glocks, sigs, ars, ks, and teks
don’t want cha b+tch, i just wanna borrow her neck
straight out the trenches my n+gga i’m one of the best
f+ck is you saying’ my nig’, i’m a bhz vet

[chorus: duke deuce]
whatthafuuuccckkkk!
fell up in the club, deep!
fell up in the club, bangin’!
fell up in the club, shinin’!
fell up in the club, sw+ngin’!
fell up in the club, crunk!
fell up in the club, gangin’!
fell up in the club, stomp!
fell up in the club, brainless!
fell up in the club, deep!
fell up in the club, bangin’!
fell up in the club, shinin’!
fell up in the club, sw+ngin’!
fell up in the club, crunk!
fell up in the club, gangin’!
fell up in the club, stomp!
fell up in the club, brainless!
[verse 3: a$ap ferg]
po po’s spin around the block in a black impala
walk around with the street sweeper
my uncle wear army fatigue from his neck to his feet
walk around with meat cleaver
t+face had a brick and a big bag of lazy
he was whipping’ that b+tch into justin bieber
my grandma had african dance practice
whole hood infested with addicts
grip the fifty like a callus
clips, pusha t, no malice
rockin’ gucci loafs with the palace
i ain’t never had no stylist
diamond in my t++th, i’m smilin’
pockets fat dj khalid
princess diana my gemstone
made a couple mil’ off my ad+libs (grrr)

[chorus: duke deuce]
fell up in the club, deep!
fell up in the club, bangin’!
fell up in the club, shinin’!
fell up in the club, sw+ngin’!
fell up in the club, crunk!
fell up in the club, gangin’!
fell up in the club, stomp!
fell up in the club, brainless!
fell up in the club, deep!
fell up in the club, bangin’!
fell up in the club, shinin’!
fell up in the club, sw+ngin’!
fell up in the club, crunk!
fell up in the club, gangin’!
fell up in the club, stomp!
fell up in the club, brainless!

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