Lil' Keke

Lil' Keke - In The Club lyrics

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Ok, we gon walk up in the set the club

You know, ay check it

We gon do this in the club, when the place is blazing

Packed wall to wall, man the joint amazing

Naw ok we gon do it right here, here we go right here

We gon do this in the club, when the place is blazing

Packed wall to wall, man the joint amazing

Get your roll on, then light up the tree

You can catch me and my click, in the V.I.P.

We in the back of the club, and the hoes is shaking

No time for faking, strictly heart breaking

Get another Henn, take it straight to the dome

Where them bad lil' mamas, with that tight shit on

We up in Max's, and my click is repping

Tell the freaks, if they ain't fucking keep stepping

After the club, you know we hit the hot spot

Do it again next week, shit why not

That's the way it go down, time to slow it down

Full of that shit mayn, my body to' down

On the for real, it's all air tight

Make sure you check us, in the fucking club tonight what

It's three in the morning, at the after hour

The 4-30 Lex, still running with power

Snatch me some grafas,a nd hit the highway

Baby on my side, and she doing it my way

That's the fly way, constantly smoking

Fresh Afaghan, got these youngsters choking

I know she hoping, we make it happen

I stick to rapping, and I'm not capping

The chick was Latin, speaking Spanish

Had a lil' partna, I called her Manish

Now we flipping, constantly tripping

Fo' deep in the drop, and we steadily dipping

C.M.G., you know we do what we like

We gon head for the club, when the midnight strike

Hit the do' by one, and it's all you see

Is my click headed straight, for the V.I.P. yeah

Alright let's do it, cause it ain't nothing to it

Stay right up in the mix, cause a nigga use to it

Balling out of control, 24's on swoll

Park that in valet, when it's time to hold

Take the glock out the stash, heavy cocked and loaded

Sit it straight up on my lap, cause I love to tote it

When we up I-10, and I love to roll

Keep the game on hush, cause the game is sold

Yeah the game is cold, when I'm touching the mic

And I'm wrecking on the stage, at the club tonight

This for y'all, from that Don Keke

Get your roll on baby, then light up the tree

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