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old skool - strip club lyrics

[intro: old skool]
pull up at a strip club
oh yeah

[verse 1: old skool]
pull up at a strip club then i throw all these bands
yo’ baby mama lookin’ at me ‘cause she like the way i dance (d+mn)
amin pullin’ up and he ridin’ in a lamb’
franchise in the backseat throwin’ bands
yo’ n+gga broke, every night we woke
got my b+tches on coke, no more sellin’ dope (no dope)
now we rich (yeah)
hang a n+gga if he tryna snitch (you a b+tch)

[chorus: old skool]
i’m at the strip club, b+tches shakin’ ass (shake)
i’m on a plane and you know it’s first class
ain’t no stoppin’ (no), gotta hit the gas (hit it)
b+tches love it when i throw money on they ass
i’m at the strip club, b+tches shakin’ ass (ass)
i’m on a plane and you know it’s first class (fly)
ain’t no stoppin’, gotta hit the gas (gas)
look at my wrist, go blind, ’cause it’s glass

[verse 2: old skool, a$ko]
neighbors used to hate on me ‘cause i never gave up, i was tryna get the cake (get the cake)
gotta keep a 30 on me ‘cause these n+ggas actin’ up, man, all your jewelry fake (fugazi)
i got so much money i use rakes (cash)
she gotta be boujee and she gotta bring a friend, that’s all it takes
go to brazil for a vacation
play with my hoes like a playstation
i used to wait on the bus station (bus)
dropped out of school, no graduation
they never knew how to say congratulations
14 b+tches, and they all asian (all)
gotta give her some money
she dancin’ on the floor, goin’ wild, goin’ dummy (dumb)
n+gga tryna flex it’s both sad and funny
b+tch just hopped on the d+ck like a bunny (hop)
just hopped on the d+ck like a rabbit
everyday i count money, it’s a habit (habit)
i heard he playin’ round, put him in a casket (dead)
f+ck her then she disappear, magic (whoa)
when we drop this people gon’ call it a classic
i’m not ralph, but i wreck it (wreck it)
three thousand on my new jacket (new jacket)
walk in the mall i gotta spend it (spend it)
[chorus: old skool]
i’m at the strip club, b+tches shakin’ ass (shake)
i’m on a plane and you know it’s first class
ain’t no stoppin’ (no), gotta hit the gas (hit it)
b+tches love it when i throw money on they ass
i’m at the strip club, b+tches shakin’ ass (ass)
i’m on a plane and you know it’s first class (fly)
ain’t no stoppin’, gotta hit the gas (gas)
look at my wrist, go blind, ’cause it’s glass

[verse 3: a$ko]
audemars piguet, when i flex, you go blind (flex)
i ain’t got no type all my b+tches be fine (fine)
mladi amin and franchise, my slimes (slatt)
we not cool, n+gga, we are not kind
came out the streets now my pockets real sore (racks)
now i feel like baby ’cause i’m throwin up a four (baby)
she wanna f+ck with me ’cause i got b+tterfly doors
get me two cups and just pour me up a four (act)
now it’s my time, sh+t just got real (real)
jumped off a jet and signed a new deal (racks)
party at the strip club and i’m poppin’ all seals (pop ’em)
shorty so bad, she wants to pop another pill (pop it)
pray for my n+ggas in the cell (in a cell)
keep it out the streets, ain’t goin’ to jail (no no)
hundred b+tches at the strip club (what?)
f+ck 12, ain’t no seatbelt (f+ck 12)
[chorus: old skool]
i’m at the strip club, b+tches shakin’ ass (shake)
i’m on a plane and you know it’s first class
ain’t no stoppin’ (no), gotta hit the gas (hit it)
b+tches love it when i throw money on they ass
i’m at the strip club, b+tches shakin’ ass (ass)
i’m on a plane and you know it’s first class (fly)
ain’t no stoppin’, gotta hit the gas (gas)
look at my wrist, go blind, ’cause it’s glass

- old skool lyrics

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