I love that shit
I love that shit
I love that shit
It's goin' down like it always do
I'm about to hit 'em front door, front row with the crew
I pull up to valet in the '09 'cedes
And turn the heads of all the fly ladies (I Love That shit)
I lift the doors out, then lift the doors up
Step out the car & the whole world slows up
I show up like a certified pro
Lookin' like slow motion when I heads to the door
I walk right past the line to the rope
Everybody fall back like I'm the muthafuckin' Po'
And it's not even a question if I fittin' to bring the strap in
They tried to pat me down but it ain't fittin' to happen
Head to the bar, all eyes on B-da
From the haters & the fly mamacitas
And trust me mayne when the club this thick
You ain't even got to ask, I Love This shit.
The club is packed, the bottles is poppin'
We make it rain when the models is boppin' mayne. (I Love That shit)
Ladies shakin' they backs
And all the players & the pimps is catchin' heart attacks, come on. (I Love That shit)
Aiyyo DJ turn it up. (I Love That shit)
You got a beat, then let's burn it up.
You know we do it B I G
So come & holla at a player in the V I P.
UGK we in the house for sure
We about to crank this thing up & you already know (I Love That shit)
We in the club lookin' like new money
Put your stunner shades on 'cause the ice too sunny
Me & my partners posted up at the bar
And we about to buy it out, for the price of your car
All the Ace of Spades, all the Rozay
All the syrup & white & Patron. Okay?
They sendin' out ice buckets by the dozens
I pass 'em out to my dogs & my cousins
The whole club full of smoke & we buzzin'
It's goin' down in here mayne. You thought it wasn't?
Movin' through the club like a conga line
See the baddest little bopper, legs long & fine
And she like "I love your ropes, are they solid gold or hollow B?" '
I tell you in the VIP, mommy follow me.
The club is packed, the bottles is poppin'
We make it rain when the models is boppin' mayne. (I Love That shit)
Ladies shakin' they backs
And all the players & the pimps is catchin' heart attacks, come on. (I Love That shit)
Aiyyo DJ turn it up. (I Love That shit)
You got a beat, then let's burn it up.
You know we do it B I G
So come & holla at a player in the V I P.
No party like a Trill ass party 'cause a Trill ass party don't stop
Mayne it ain't no shorty like a Trill ass shorty 'cause a Trill ass shorty gon' drop
Go on drop it down low to the flow, make it pop
I want to watch you wobble, show me what you got
Now go on work that & twerk that
Now wiggle it around baby jerk that
Now toot it up & boot it up
I'm cocked & loaded & I'm a shoot it up
Now grind it, dirty wind it
Now back it up, while I get behind it
Now go ahead & do your thing girl
Let it loose, let it go, let it hang girl
And shake what your mama gave you for Daddy
And maybe you can ride shotgun in the Caddy, come on.
The club is packed, the bottles is poppin'
We make it rain when the models is boppin' mayne. (I Love That shit)
Ladies shakin' they backs
And all the players & the pimps is catchin' heart attacks, come on. (I Love That shit)
Aiyyo DJ turn it up. (I Love That shit)
You got a beat, then let's burn it up.
You know we do it B I G
So come & holla at a player in the V I P.
