Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Three 6 Mafia
Three 6 Mafia
Performer
Crunchy Black
Crunchy Black
Vocals
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Vocals
Juicy J
Juicy J
Vocals
Lord Infamous
Lord Infamous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Paul Beauregard
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
Ricky Dunigan
Ricky Dunigan
Songwriter
Darnell Carlton
Darnell Carlton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Producer
Juicy J
Juicy J
Producer
James Cruz
James Cruz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Nigga buck in the club like, fuck that shit Got my tone in the club like, fuck that shit Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, fuck that shit Straight walk up to that boy like, fuck you bitch Slap a trick in front his bitch like, fuck that shit Start a fight with the thickest click, fuck that shit Get kicked out this bitch like, fuck that shit Shoot that thang at security nigga, fuck you bitch See I'm a ride me a Chevy with them for doors And blow some dough, dough Sit back and watch a flick on screens wide a red hoe On double deuce, I met this bitch up at the club I had a tech, if her neighbors wanna buck Wide a nigga, 'cuz I'm from the south side of town B A Z, and I'm reppin', even if ya aren't around I match a blunt with the real, shoot a bump with the real But I ain't a baller, I just deal With these drugs and thugs and these niggaz that's locked up I lock em' down with some of that pure white stuff Like some dro, pop a pill, sip some syrup, it ain't no deal But you gotta stay the same when you high, keep it trill And I still blow a blunt to take the pain out 'Cuz if I don't get high, I'd probably blow my fuckin' brains out 'Cuz straight thugs love it, 'cuz I'm a keep it killa And I'm a dedicate this to my real ass niggaz! Yeah Nigga buck in the club like, fuck that shit Got my tone in the club like, fuck that shit Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, fuck that shit Straight walk up to that boy like, fuck you bitch Slap a trick in front his bitch like, fuck that shit Start a fight with the thickest click, fuck that shit Get kicked out this bitch like, fuck that shit Shoot that thang at security nigga, fuck you bitch Woo! I think you know the mother fucking business now, wannabes! Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Mafia, roll with us, or get ran over Shoot with us, or get shot the fuck up nigga! In the middle of the club, dolla on swoll Take me a scoop, put it to my nose Walkin' through the crowd, knock your trick down Pistol in my draws, don't make me pull it out Twist another blunt, fill it real krunk 40 in the club, outside it's the pump Top off the syrup, take me a swig There go my dawgs, what's up my nigs? Security starin', they better not try it 'Cuz we will start a mother fuckin' riot! The crowd is swayin', Three 6 playin' It's on now, no rules we obeying Security pissed, they started to march Just in time, I got outta dutch But I was spotted, and kicked out Ran back in, shots rang out! Nigga buck in the club like, fuck that shit Got my tone in the club like, fuck that shit Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, fuck that shit Straight walk up to that boy like, fuck you bitch Slap a trick in front his bitch like, fuck that shit Start a fight with the thickest click, fuck that shit Get kicked out this bitch like, fuck that shit Shoot that thang at security nigga, fuck you bitch As a young nigga in the hood kinda pissed off 'Cuz I gotta big bank, and his pockets too short Frustrated all the time, wanna tear the roof off Wanna be a gangsta, but the nigga too soft Kinda sissified, like that famous fagot, Ru Paul But he can not hide, letting them queers knock his boots off Hope he get his shit together, grow up till he too tall Instead of letting these rubbers go up in his ass, to raw Niggaz hatin' on me, but they just don't know C-B he gotta gun, and I'm 'bout to explode Keep talking that shit, like you standin' ten toe You don't know me nigga, you don't know me bro I'm up in the club, and I'm smoking on dope Your bitch is talkin' shit but its time to go I'm a catch you little lame bitches at the door And spray you bitch down, like a water hose Nigga buck in the club like, fuck that shit Got my tone in the club like, fuck that shit Fire a blunt up on the dance floor, fuck that shit Straight walk up to that boy like, fuck you bitch Slap a trick in front his bitch like, fuck that shit Start a fight with the thickest click, fuck that shit Get kicked out this bitch like, fuck that shit Shoot that thang at security nigga, fuck you bitch
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul D. Beauregard, Ricky Dunigan, Darnell Carlton, Paul Duane Beauregard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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