Tonart: E minor
Verse 1
Gm
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Eb
Gm
Me and my boys, man, we on a mission
Bb
Eb
Gm
A whippy truck and a fancy expedition
Haters be wishin' they could blow hard
Bb
Gm
At the bus stop steady
waitin' for the dart
Bb
Gm
Club DMX, valet we part
Gm
now we buyin' up the bar
Bitches lookin' sexy, haters wanna spar
Bb
Gm
Eb
Gm
Open up a can, now they hittin' the floor
They see me VIP, and bitches like to flirt
Bb
Don't buy no bitch no drink
Gm
if she don't give up the skirt
Always want free drinks,
that's how they work
Bb
Bitch get your hands up off me,
Gm
you'll wrinkle my shirt
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Sippin' yak, hittin' blacks
in the back of the club
Bb
Gm
With the thugs get tin' drunk,
girls givin' me hugs
Where you gonna be, is what I'm askin'
Bb
Gm
At the tent at round three, ass tappin'
Let's make that happen, to hold up
Let's pour up on the passion
We barely rolled up, you know us,
mo' Mackin'
Let a nigga talk shit, I'll be slappin'
Bb
Gm
Think you crunk with the clique?
You just askin' for me
to smash in your head, cause you yackin'
Bb
Gm
My clicks attackin',
yours ain't reactin'
You don't want no drama,
Bb
man, you just actin'
Gm
Puttin' on a show when you know
you ain't packin'
Nigga, we high, nigga, we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga, we high, nigga, we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga, we high, nigga, we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
You got a whole lot to say in the back
Bb
Now get against this pole
Gm
and make it hard with your cat
I might just lose control,
please forgive me if I snatch
Bb
Gm
Now rollin' out the moldin',
let's get busy off this sack
Your friends call you ho
because they see you with a Mac
Bb
Gm
But what they don't know,
we bout to spin in the lack
Bb
Gm
Later on to the mode
and get drunk off the yak
Bb
Got you curlin' up your toes
Gm
and puttin' scratches on my back
I'm high in the club,
I already drink and blow
Bb
Gm
Got these hoes shakin' they ass
and throwin' they clothes
And that's for sure,
get it to the bar for more
Bb
Gm
Got the bitches on my jock,
I barely know
And that's for sure,
Bb
Gm
get it straight to the VIP A T .Y .P.
while your hoe is datin' me
You see I be a nigga by this M .O .N .E.
Bb
Why?
Gm
Maybe cause you hoe just
keep hatin' me?
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Bb
Gm
Tryna get some ass in this
motherfuckin' club
Nigga we high, nigga we drunk
Tryna get some ass in this motherfuckin'
Bb
Gm
club
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
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