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lougotcash - strip club lyrics

[intro]
i gotta lay lay right
listen
i know these b-tches, they gon’ f-ck for a real n-gg-
yeah, that’s why i deal with her

[hook]
i done fell in love with the mothaf-ckin’ strip club
bad b-tches, shake your -ss, showin’ h-lla love
every day that i go back i gotta run it up
it ain’t trickin’ if you got it, b-tch, my money up
i done fell in love with the mothaf-ckin’ strip club
bad b-tches, shake your -ss, showin’ h-lla love
every day that i go back i gotta run it up
it ain’t trickin’ if you got it, b-tch, my money up

[verse 1]
n-gg-s shootin’ and they’re missin’, they got shumpert guns
i’ma smack that lil’ b-tch with a hundred ones
when she… get that bottle then that money comes
call that dj khaled, louiee got another one
call my n-gg-s, i’m just really tryna have some fun
yeah i see them n-gg-s plottin’, better have their gun
rolex watches, n-gg-s can’t stop this
showin’ off my money, tell bowflex i got this
got ’em goin’ brazy when they see that cuban link shine
shootin’ up the club, h-ll nah i ain’t shyne
lot of good n-gg-s dead ’cause they ain’t grind
lot of hood b-tches pregnant but it ain’t mine
and i love them spanish b-tches, call me “papi”
and i’m right here with my n-gg-s ’cause they got me
you know these stupid little b-tches wanna top me
it’s okay, bring your friend, make it sloppy

[verse 2]
if that b-tch ain’t f-ckin’ us, then she gotta go
she gon’ follow us ’cause we got a lot of dough
smack her -ss, throw the cash, she gon’ drop it low
pull her hair, she don’t care, she a nava-hoe
and i’m with the aces on my doley, ’cause i’m ready, n-gg-
and when i go to city steps we gon’ be heavy, n-gg-
ain’t gotta go and get the strap ’cause it’s already with us
and ain’t no need to save your b-tch ’cause i already hit her
and every day a n-gg- goin’ through some new sh-t
swint dyin’ made me not wanna do sh-t, r.i.p
swint dyin’ made me not wanna do sh-t, yeah that’s my n-gg-
but god only put the realest n-gg-s through sh-t
lounited states of america exclusive
they gon’ play me in the club, yeah that’s lou’s sh-t
make it rain on them b-tches ’cause i’m too lit
desert storm on these b-tches on some clue sh-t

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