Song: Going to the Club
Viewed: 32 - Published at: 4 years ago
Artist: The Rotating Point Source
Year: 2013Viewed: 32 - Published at: 4 years ago
Are you goin’ to the club? I’m going to the club!
Are you rollin’ on dubs? The fattest fuckin’ dubs!
Are you crankin’ that sub? Ever since I left the pub!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Are you wearin’ yo gloves? They’re my drivin’ gloves!
Are you gettin’ any love? Like a fuckin’ stud!
Are you smokin’ that bud? All of the above!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Hoes step aside when I enter a room
I sweep ‘em to the side like my shoes were a broom
They know I’m the coolest ‘cause the way I strut
I’m pumpin’ my fist, while adjusting my gut
I got my stash, like a flash, smokin’ hash everyday
I’m not taking out the trash; I’m just here to get laid
So step up to the front, if you have a large bust
I’m not trying to confront, I just need to adjust
Are you goin’ to the club? I’m going to the club!
Are you rollin’ on dubs? The fattest fuckin’ dubs!
Are you crankin’ that sub? Ever since I left the pub!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Are you wearin’ yo gloves? They’re my drivin’ gloves!
Are you gettin’ any love? Like a fuckin’ stud!
Are you smokin’ that bud? All of the above!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Now its time to crazy, and its time to get wild
Gettin crunk for ladies, gonna show em my style
When I walk in the club, all the girls stare
At my unbuttoned shirt, and my flowing chest hair
Oh yeah we jumpin! We bumpin! On the floor we getting sick!
The bass in the club in thumpin as she rides on my stick!
We do some more shots, and now they’re burning my heart
My stomach is twistin, and I hope I don’t fart
Are you goin’ to the club? I’m going to the club!
Are you rollin’ on dubs? They’re mother fuckin’ dubs!
Are you crankin’ that sub? My ears are shootin’ blood!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Are you wearin’ yo gloves? I lost ‘em in the tub!
Are you gettin’ any love? I’m microwavin’ spuds!
Are you smokin’ that bud? The bud was just a dud!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Are you rollin’ on dubs? The fattest fuckin’ dubs!
Are you crankin’ that sub? Ever since I left the pub!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Are you wearin’ yo gloves? They’re my drivin’ gloves!
Are you gettin’ any love? Like a fuckin’ stud!
Are you smokin’ that bud? All of the above!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Hoes step aside when I enter a room
I sweep ‘em to the side like my shoes were a broom
They know I’m the coolest ‘cause the way I strut
I’m pumpin’ my fist, while adjusting my gut
I got my stash, like a flash, smokin’ hash everyday
I’m not taking out the trash; I’m just here to get laid
So step up to the front, if you have a large bust
I’m not trying to confront, I just need to adjust
Are you goin’ to the club? I’m going to the club!
Are you rollin’ on dubs? The fattest fuckin’ dubs!
Are you crankin’ that sub? Ever since I left the pub!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Are you wearin’ yo gloves? They’re my drivin’ gloves!
Are you gettin’ any love? Like a fuckin’ stud!
Are you smokin’ that bud? All of the above!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Now its time to crazy, and its time to get wild
Gettin crunk for ladies, gonna show em my style
When I walk in the club, all the girls stare
At my unbuttoned shirt, and my flowing chest hair
Oh yeah we jumpin! We bumpin! On the floor we getting sick!
The bass in the club in thumpin as she rides on my stick!
We do some more shots, and now they’re burning my heart
My stomach is twistin, and I hope I don’t fart
Are you goin’ to the club? I’m going to the club!
Are you rollin’ on dubs? They’re mother fuckin’ dubs!
Are you crankin’ that sub? My ears are shootin’ blood!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
Are you wearin’ yo gloves? I lost ‘em in the tub!
Are you gettin’ any love? I’m microwavin’ spuds!
Are you smokin’ that bud? The bud was just a dud!
We’re bringin’ out the parties while we sippin on forties!
( The Rotating Point Source )
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