Dizzy

We in the club y'all (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Show me love y'all (Uh-huh)

K-Music, here we go

If you're in the club sippin' up, finish your cup

Then hit the floor 'cause this flow will get you crunk

And if you're in your ride, you'll turn the volume up

And if you're online, go burn the album up

'Cause it's extra ill, and you can check the skills

It's true to life, Kelda's always kept it real

This chick's mixed spittin' with sex appeal

That's why I'm always gettin' big record deals

Then I turn 'em down, you call it stupid

But what you know about this model slash college student?

I know this industry, apply my knowledge to it

So I'm ballin' while I make rock-solid music

These ladies are groovin', the dudes pop collars to it

I'm makin' children holla to it and a million dollars through it

I follow through with the game plan

That was laid out by Kaveo, my main man

Nothin' to talk about if money don't exchange hands

I'm walkin' out if money don't exchange hands

Now everything that I wear is name brand

No luggage, I shop when my plane lands

My whole budget is spent on fly designs

You bought your outfit for $19.99 in 1999

I'm the stylish, fine, and tiny dime

Who's under the spotlight 'cause it's my time to shine and I

Have a glass and get real tipsy

Get your body on the dance floor with me

Take your clothes off and let's get busy

Get dizzy, real dizzy

Have a glass and get real tipsy

Get your body on the dance floor with me

Take your clothes off and let's get busy

Get dizzy, real dizzy

The party's hot as hell on the Westside

We set the roof on fire like Left Eye

Sexy guys pull up in their fresh rides

And get mesmerized when they see me step by

Yes, try it, but if I don't holla back, guess why?

'Cause your IQ's small like my dress size

I like cute, tall dudes with street smarts, not a retard

In the back seat of a cheap car

Yeah, in the club, they think I'm a star

I see dudes wavin' hands and they wink from afar

Some take a chance and buy me drinks at the bar

Nope, save it, man, I only came to dance

Don't go makin' plans to make me moan

It takes more than a big so-and-so to take me home

I ain't that much you in the club chick

Wouldn't even be seen with you in public

I bet you're broke, you look ugly and busted

And you're probably already somebody's husband

Come at Kelda correct, she's totally different

If you show respect, she won't be trippin'

So don't be dissin', just closely listen

The flow she's spittin' is dopely written

When I stroll in, hoes be bitchin'

Their eyes rollin', slowly twitchin'

Like, "Oh no, she didn't!" Yeah

We in the club y'all (Uh)

Show me love y'all (Uh-huh)

We get crunk y'all (We get crunk)

We get drunk y'all (We get drunk, uh-huh)

Have a glass and get real tipsy

Get your body on the dance floor with me

Take your clothes off and let's get busy

Get dizzy, real dizzy

Have a glass and get real tipsy

Get your body on the dance floor with me

Take your clothes off and let's get busy

Get dizzy, real dizzy