Club Tropicana

Yo, I'm happy we got to go out tonight
And shit you know, it's kinda crackin' up in here
Hmm, no doubt boo, ya know
I'm tryna treat my baby right
Word, we gonna spend a little time and shit
Definitely, definitely
I'm feelin' that, I'm feelin' that
Oh shit, there go Da Brat
Oh shit? What you mean, oh shit?
You whatcha talk, why you always tryna
Blow something out of proportion?
Yo just shut the fuck up and drink, man
Hold up, hold up, you wanna see me
Blow some shit out of proportion
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout, oh shit
What the fuck is you lookin' over there for?
Ay yo whatever, man
Yo that's my word, if you look over there
One more fucking time
I'm a smack the shit outta you yo



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Writer(s): George Michael, Andrew Ridgeley
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