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mistah f.a.b. - made it to tha club lyrics

[verse 1]
what a day, man i’ll explain in a few
i’ll give you a list of bullsh-t that i done been through
got pulled over har-ssed, by the tas, when i p-ssed
cause the window was down, and the police got a draft
of the gr-ss, searched the car and only found bags
bad tags, rain drag, but that was only the half
drove halfway down the block then i almost crashed
cold thang, man i wasn’t even driving fast
but this lady i have p-ssed had -ss so i smashed
my bad, f-cked up my brand new jag
tried to play it all bad like i wasn’t even mad
but i was harder than the son at his deadbeat dad
i’m just tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
but a buck 15 still can’t pay your rent
my baby mama tripping saying libby need diapers
and my brother stressed out cause he just got light

[hook]
all day i’ve been grinding, with so much on my mind and
so ain’t worry bout shining, i wouldn’t even wait in the line and
i’m glad i made to the club, i almost didn’t make it
i’m glad i made it to the club, police tryna take me
i’m glad i made it to the club, i ain’t trippin on anything
i’m glad i made it to the club, fresh off probation
i’m glad i made it to the club

[verse 2]
this for all my n-ggas getting rich in the trap
i ain’t getting head, but my b-tch in my lap
plus the cops in my rear view, but i gotta stay calm
cause them lights make you freeze like the deer do
i write songs, sit back and drink a beer 2
count money, even shed a tear or 2
but i got work in the car, search for the law
can’t wait to hit the club and put some purp in the gar
chilling in my section spitting church to a broad
standing on the couch looking durk and g-ssard
with a bottle but i barely even drink it
most of my n-ggas did it all from the pink…
white girl, or the green sh-t, i’m in the club with a bunch of delinquents
my regime thick, all of us straight chrome
but we came to celebrate for the n-ggas who just came home

[hook] x2
all day i’ve been grinding, with so much on my mind and
so ain’t worry bout shining, i wouldn’t even wait in the line and
i’m glad i made to the club, i almost didn’t make it
i’m glad i made it to the club, police tryna take me
i’m glad i made it to the club, i ain’t trippin on anything
i’m glad i made it to the club, fresh off probation
i’m glad i made it to the club

- mistah f a b lyrics

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