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  • Текст песни Waka Flocka Flame - Fuck The Club Up

    Исполнитель: Waka Flocka Flame
    Название песни: Fuck The Club Up
    Дата добавления: 15.05.2016 | 01:20:01
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    [Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
    Im just thugging in the club with my squad, bitch we deep
    If a nigga jump stupid then its two things, hands and feet
    If I holler squad up like football, bitch we blitzen
    All hell finna break loose, this the anthem

    [Hook]
    Fuck the club up
    Fuck the, fuck the club up (what!)
    (X4)
    Who, who, who, who
    Want some, want some, want some, want some
    (X2)

    [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
    Bitch I'm drunk, bitch I'm drunk
    Bitch I'm crunk, bitch I'm crunk
    Shawty I'm tired of this lame nigga talking shit
    I'm finna swang, I'm finna swang, I'm finna swang
    My whole clique rowdy, man down, Bricksquad off the chain
    I bet I knock his ass out with this one punch
    This homeboy looked like he wanted it so my dog dropped him
    Security say calm down, shawty but they don't really want it
    My whole clique jumping up and down like yall dont want it
    Pill and weed, so I'm out my mind
    Niggas saying they looking for me
    You know Flock not hard to find
    WWE in this bitch shawty
    We can Royal Rumble
    Toys in, shawty Clayton County, thats the jungle
    Shawty let's rumble, fuck this club up

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
    I got the 50 niggas VIP
    Tatted up, bitch she be
    PT Cruiser Waka Flock
    Hit dem, niggas, with the, Glock
    Off in the club I can barely move
    1500 for the shoes
    Dropped 3,000 on the coke
    Hell naw ho you can’t smoke
    South side nigga what you know about that
    Nearby club straight to the gat
    If you wanna throw them hands let’s go
    Whoop ‘em on the dance floor
    If his partners wanna buck
    Tell ‘em, I don’t, give a, fuck
    Slap 'em, smack 'em, pop 'em, drop 'em
    Chop 'em, stop 'em, Waka Flocka
    Past the disaster Vietnam
    Nigga I don’t give a fuck where you from
    Hope you got yo’ shit together
    Pussy niggas know better
    I just wanna fire off
    In this bitch with Nina Ross
    If you put yo’ hands up
    We gon' fuck this club up

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Slim Dunkin]
    When we hit the scene
    Better jump the line
    Or we gonna turn the parking lot into Columbine
    One phone call, I be right there
    Slim Dunk A.K.A. promoter’s nightmare
    Dunk don’t play
    Ever seen a blood get it cracked with a k
    Nigga owe me money then nig gonna pay
    Fuck like keepin dro at stake
    Shit where you sleep gon flush where you lay
    365 you can die anyday
    Bad boy too nigga no Slim Shady
    I’s gonna come nigga watch what you say
    White boy drunk think about throwin'
    Show him show her show him show her
    Jumped on stage, turn the whole floor
    Slim timer nigga know I'm finna blow up
    Pussy nigga that might dance
    Got no hands ain’t got no chance
    Talkin' bout money Flocka got them bands
    Everything T.R.U. nigga look at my pants
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