Aww ***, not these niggaz again

Aiyyo listen

I'm only lettin' five of you mother***ers in here tonight

If your man ain't on the guest list

He get to the back of the ***in' line

And you know another mother***in' thing?

I don't give a *** if a bitch spill a drink

In this mother***er tonight

I'm kickin' all y'all the *** outta here Uhh

Muh'***ers be up in the club scared to ***in' death

Nigga if you scared why don't yo' ass just stay the *** home

Check it out, uhh Me and mines at the door, ain't tryin' to pay your fees

Stop playin', you ***in' with me, I push my way in

Bum rush there's plenty of us to tear the club up

Guzzlin' Bacardi and such, I split a Dutch

Bouncin' nigga lookin' like he want war

Now I ain't the one you got to front Pah pattin' me down like the law

As I stumble in the party

Topsey off the Limon Bacardi for sure Loungin' near the bar section, rolled the L

And kept steppin', concealed weapon, razor sharp

Blue star hatchet, in the sleeve of my jacket

Who that kid, on the dance floor lookin' for matches?

Burn somethin', one toke got me blasted

Took another toke then I passed it, choke

Fantastic, herb ain't no joke

Especially that indo smoke mixed with hashish Ladies on the dance floor, shakin' they asses

That millon dollar broke niggaz, that makin' passes

Honey with the eye glasses, body work is Boombastic

Skin like blackberry molasses, mmm

At last it's, time to step and make her mine

Niggas headin' toward the bathroom tuckin' they shines

Brothers got to keep it movin', playin' with kids

That won't hesitate to snatch a Cuban, you know what this is Yo Duke that's your diamonds right there, God?

Yo that ***'ll go right where my people ain't right now

Yo don't touch my *** Now it's on in the lavatory, I heard a scream

End of story couldn't find shorty, party scene's

Now a ***ed up chaotic thing, won't be long

Before the sirens intervene, the territory

Can't we all get along, without the ruckus

Got big bouncin' muh'***ers, tryin' to rush us

I can take a hint, what? Can smell the stench

Of a hell bent environment, the odds against us Back to the wall y'all, refuse to fall

All hands on deck yes, prepare to brawl

Uhh, every time I try to have a good time why?

Somebody always ***in' it up, killin' my high, damn

Monkey wrench they whole program, party over

By that time I'm dead sober

In the midst of this whole *** fo' soldiers, dead gone

You can tell that they was heat holders Everybody hit the deck when they expose tech, I fled the set

Bitch slipped and caught a broke neck, some Brooklyn kids

Rushed the coat check, they whole set, stompin' Duke

Half to death and took his Rolex, it's horrible

Like a front page article, Mister Pitiful

About a step away now we critical, uhh

As I boned out I heard the people shout

Niggaz, yea cold turn the party out

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