lashawn creed – fuck the club up lyrics
f+ck the club the up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
baby boy gonna be feeling like he drizzy drake/
got the city on my lean like it’s quarter til 8 /
so i’m the n+gga from the city that they love to hate/
that’s why his b+tch on my d+ck she playing patty cake/
them boys think they hotter/
ok i got cha/
life be going to be gucci when i’m dripped up in that prada/
what ya gonna do when that red beam spot ya/
choppers got my arms swinging feeling i’m shabba/
shabba ranks (shabba ranks) break the bank cause i know the code/
that’s why i popped up with a ski mask and a center fold/
they talk about me and all the lies they tell/
give condolences cause n+gga i wish em well/
hottest thing up in my city since the liberty bell/
and last words from my cousin told me give ‘em h+ll/
cause i’m a give ‘em that and this ain’t this/
me and you is like vodka we won’t mix/
i’m a show these n+ggas how it’s done (how it’s done)/
when i smashing on his honey bun/ (honey bun)
f+ck a piece man she give me some/(give me some)
and all she give to you is crumbs/
f+ck the club the up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
f+ck the club the up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
n+gga f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
n+gga f+ck the club up
baby boy gonna be feeling like drizzy drake/
got the city on my lean like it’s quarter til 8 /
so i’m the n+gga from the city that they love to hate/
that’s why his b+tch on my d+ck playing patty cake/
f+ck the club the up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
f+ck the club the up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
yeah yeah f+ck the club up
(you) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
(or i) f+ck the club up
(will) f+ck the club up
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