MakeEmHolla
Damn I'm the man
Looking in the mirror like
Damn I'm the man yeah
Got my niggas standing to my left
Like my best man
Couple ones in my left hand
Throw it on them strippers man while they dancing
This my new shit play that shit while you dancing
This that new shit that you turn up to with ya best friend
I done got Casio on the beat
Know we bout to bring out the freaks
What you gone do
Order up some more bottles bottles
What you gone do
Throw them ones and make em holla holla
What you gone do
Take some shots girl let's get drunk
What you gone do
The night is lit let's have some fun
What you gone do
What you gone do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gone do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gone do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm pull up to the club
Pocket full of dubs
All my niggas on them drugs
Bitches show us love
If you ain't smoking that gas
You can't fuck with us
All you smell is loud pack
Every single puff
When I'm in the club first thing I do
Head straight to the bar
I'm networking they flirting with my crew
Now they know who we are
Ballin that's what we call it
I got a joint fat as a starship
I'm bout to spark it now that the club's lit
What you gone do
Order up some more bottles bottles
What you gone do
Throw them ones and make em holla holla
What you gone do
Take some shots girl let's get drunk
What you gone do
The night is lit let's have some fun
Looking in the mirror like
Damn I'm the man yeah
Got my niggas standing to my left
Like my best man
Couple ones in my left hand
Throw it on them strippers man while they dancing
This my new shit play that shit while you dancing
This that new shit that you turn up to with ya best friend
I done got Casio on the beat
Know we bout to bring out the freaks
What you gone do
Order up some more bottles bottles
What you gone do
Throw them ones and make em holla holla
What you gone do
Take some shots girl let's get drunk
What you gone do
The night is lit let's have some fun
What you gone do
What you gone do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gone do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gone do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm pull up to the club
Pocket full of dubs
All my niggas on them drugs
Bitches show us love
If you ain't smoking that gas
You can't fuck with us
All you smell is loud pack
Every single puff
When I'm in the club first thing I do
Head straight to the bar
I'm networking they flirting with my crew
Now they know who we are
Ballin that's what we call it
I got a joint fat as a starship
I'm bout to spark it now that the club's lit
What you gone do
Order up some more bottles bottles
What you gone do
Throw them ones and make em holla holla
What you gone do
Take some shots girl let's get drunk
What you gone do
The night is lit let's have some fun
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Writer(s): Rodney Ragin, Warren Christian
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