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lor complex - thee club lyrics

idk why people always trynn play me
(fucking idiots)
i guess i’m too nice
all i know is niggas better ‘fucking come correct

verse one

b-tches mad
’cause my -ss look bigger than my waist do
in the club
bad as fuck
twerking on the tables
fuck the couch
we in the back room for the sequel
it’s going down
you know i’m nasty bring the whip through
(ooo)
shake it
shake it
shake it
shake it
(ooo)
shaking it for daddy
(ooo)
you know wtf is upppp
like, who paying for the caddy
ain’t a broke b-tch
but niggas spend it on me
ain’t booked a hotel since 2013, (homie)

hook

and i step up on the scene like, i’m the shit
(cause i am)
and if you ever disrespect
you’ll lose your lid
(knock ya cap back)
i’m in my heels
but best believe i beat a b-tch
’cause that’s just how i’m living
stack this cheddar
get this bread
(i love the mula, baby)
and i step up on the scene like, i’m the shit
(cause i am)
and if you ever disrespect
you’ll lose your lid
(knock ya cap back)
i’m in my heels
but best believe i beat a b-tch
’cause that’s just how i’m living
stack this cheddar
get this bread
(i love the mula, baby)

verse two

in the strip club
i don’t even make it rain..
i just make it drizzle
’cause that stripping shit insane..
but d-mn i can’t help
but to watch ’em at the office
they get real real freaky
if you give a little bonus
d-mn, kim you my favorite
so vanilla
look so tasty
bend it over backwards
then she smile
and get to playing
‘gon make me lose my patience
i’m already losing chasers
so the hormones in me racing
and i only want one taste
and i ain’t never really tripping
’cause i know i’ll get my dance
all these other niggas slip
they can’t handle kim, that -ssss
shorty keep the club packed
that’s what all the niggas say
and every time i come around he say that this his favorite day

hook

verse three
i love, i love, i love, i love, i love, i love the mula
stick it in the duffle
then we gotta fucking move it
ain’t a trap queen
but the hood niggas love me
and it ain’t really nothing
to give one the okie dokie
gotta grab you up a player
that’s ‘gon ball out in the club
i ain’t stepping in park
without a fucking section, dug
bottles on me
if i’m feeling all the loveee
and that’s prolly every time
only step out w/ day onesss
strippers -ss clapping
fluorescent lights flashing
bottles just ‘poppin
my spit game, proper
complex izzz hotter
nahhh, you can’t stop her
and since ’95 i’ve been a muhh’ fuckin problem

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