Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gorilla Zoe
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Montay
Producer
Ray Dinero
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Bartender
I need about five more Don Julio shots
Gorilla Zoe
[Verse 2]
In the club, getting twisted, hit the floor if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, getting twisted, getting twisted
[Verse 3]
Shawty got her hands on the ground and her ass on my face
Don't tell her my boy, drinks on the face
Let's do another round, 'bout to buy another case
Wh-why you in a rush? Say, what your mama gave me
Made me wanna meet your mama
Ya-ya, got me throwing money, baby girl, let's rhumba
We can have a slumber party, hardy, drinks everywhere
Baby, don't be tardy
Girl, your ass is memorable, you should be a center fold
Got me stuck, I'm so caught up, on octopus, no tentacles
Remind your ass how fine you is, tell your man how blind he is
Babe, that is all, rewind that shit, DJ might say "Rewind this bitch"
[Verse 4]
Dance, sh-shake what's in your pants, d-do it with no hands
Or in the three-point stance, g-g-g-get out of control
Make your booty roll, there's no stopping, let's go
Put your hands on the floor, put your hands on the floor
[Verse 5]
In the club, getting twisted, hit the floor if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, getting twisted, getting twisted
[Verse 6]
We getting twisted in the club, you tell me what's in your cup
We got bottles off the bub', you got bud? Then roll it up
You got cash? Then throw a stack
You got hands? Then throw it back
We got Rose motel, getting twisted, that's a fact
Shots, we can do a couple, two more of those and I just might love her
Tell her bring a friend, and we just might double
You nasty, girl, you look like trouble
No fan zone, don't let me burst your bubble
B-bounce that bubble like r-r-rumble, eat it like supper
Wake up in the morning, blame it on the liquor
I was drunker than a mother
[Verse 7]
Dance, sh-shake what's in your pants, d-do it with no hands
Or in the three-point stance, g-g-g-get out of control
Make your booty roll, there's no stopping, let's go
Put your hands on the floor, put your hands on the floor
[Verse 8]
In the club, getting twisted, hit the floor if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hit the floor if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, hands up if you're with me
In the club, getting twisted, getting twisted, getting twisted
Written by: Alonzo Mathis, James Smith, Jonathan Smith, Korey Robinson, Montay Humphrey, William Jones

