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toosii – club house كلمات اغاني

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[chorus]
one, two, three straps inside my club house
four, five, six f_ck around we at a club out
only n_ggas wear white tees inside my club house
you can’t be around if you ain’t never shut the club down
b_tch i be with, all them n_ggas who really with that
catch a body, that’s my body, ain’t gotta split that
bust his brains, we’ll give a n_gga a sh_t bag
my ex be tryna’ talk, i tell her oh we playin’ tic_tac_toe
she got a thing for them shooters know we on go
like seven, eight, nine of these n_ggas are off the scope
that be ten, eleven, twelve
give me thirteen reasons he shouldn’t go to h_ll

[verse 1]
pardon my step, but i give on it
new ice, i can change the comet
i know storms in chicago
new car hit the road no mileage
every time we pop out in they section, like you c_cky
b_tch i heard what you said, ain’t got to ask me if i copy
they know all this sh_t get rocky, like balboa
b_tch i never danced, i do my jig out to the floor
don’t ask me if i’m f_ckin’ with that hoe you know she tore up
they say my city been waiting for a n_gga like me to blow up
i tell her to grow up
you go up, we go up
my whole life projectile, like it’s throw up
don’t tell me what you gon’ do n_gga you must not know us
you can play the base lil n_gga that wasn’t for us
[chorus]
one, two, three straps inside my club house
four, five, six f_ck around we at a club out
only n_ggas wear white tees inside my club house
you can’t be around if you ain’t never shut the club down
b_tch i be with, all them n_ggas who really with that
catch a body, that’s my body, ain’t gotta split that
bust his brains, we’ll give a n_gga a sh_t bag
my ex be tryna’ talk, i tell her oh we playin’ tic_tac_toe
she got a thing for them shooters know we on go
like seven, eight, nine of these n_ggas are off the scope
that be ten, eleven, twelve
give me thirteen reasons he shouldn’t go to h_ll

[verse 2]
you can call yo top shoota’
we’ll spin a block shoot em’
ian never shot a cop, but b_tch i be with cop shootas
my lil homie off the grid, he popped the lid and talked to em’
his mama been beggin’ me to call his phone and talk to him
call like yesterday, keep a cold like yesterday
i wasn’t even gon’ f_ck on that hoe, but i told her yes today
finger f_ck the trigger, b_tch i had a lil s_x today
ian tryna be boo’d up, b_tch i ain’t ella mai
cold storm, move frita
arp, new heater
my brother, my brother, poured a walk inside a two meter
imma come around, b_tch i gotta cop some new beaters
they say i’m hot cause a n_gga ride round with two heaters
[chorus]
one, two, three straps inside my club house
four, five, six f_ck around we at a club out
only n_ggas wear white tees inside my club house
you can’t be around if you ain’t never shut the club down
b_tch i be with, all them n_ggas who really with that
catch a body, that’s my body, ain’t gotta split that
bust his brains, we’ll give a n_gga a sh_t bag
my ex be tryna’ talk, i tell her oh we playin’ tic_tac_toe
she got a thing for them shooters know we on go
like seven, eight, nine of these n_ggas are off the scope
that be ten, eleven, twelve
give me thirteen reasons he shouldn’t go to h_ll

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