I Luv That

歌詞

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 row, front door with the crew I pull up to vallet in the '09 cedes, And turn the heads of all the fly ladies, I let the doors out, then let the doors up Step out the car, now 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 pass the line to the rope Everybody fall back to the motherfuckin' pole, Its not even a question if I'm fittin' to bring the strap in, They tried to pad me down but it ain't about to happen, Head to the bar all eyes on B the, From the haters and the fly mommacitas, And trust me man when the club this thick You ain't even gotta ask, I love this shit [Chorus] The club is packed the bottles is poppin' We make it rain when the models is boppin' (I love that shit) Ladies shakin' their backs And all the players in the place is catchin' heart attacks (I love that shit) Hey yo DJ turn it up (I love that shit) You gotta B then lets burn it up You know we do it B-I-G so come and holla at a player in the V-I-P UGK we in the house fo sho We bout to crank this thing up, yea you already know We in the club lookin' like new money Put your stunner shades on cause the ice to sunny Me and my partners posted up at the bar And we bout to buy it out for the price of your car All the ace of spades all the rosette All the syrup and white patron OK Sent it out ice buckets by the dozen I pass em out to my dogs and my cousins The whole club full of smoke and we buzzin' Its goin' down and man you thought it wasn't Movin' through the club like a Tonka line See the baddest lil' mama legs long and fine And she like I love your rope, is solid gold or hollow B Ill tell you in the V.I.P mommy follow me [Chorus] No party like a trill ass party Cause a trill ass party don't stop Ain't no shorty like a trill ass shorty Cause a trill ass shorty goin' drop Go drop it down low to the flow make it pop I wanna watch you wobble show me what you got Now goin' work that and twerk that Now jiggle it around maybe jerk that Now toot it up, and boot it up I'm cocked and loaded, I'ma shoot it up Now grind it, wind it Now back it up while I get behind it Now go ahead and do your thing girl Let it loose, let it go, let it hang girl Now shake what your momma gave you for daddy And you can ride shotgun in the caddy [Chorus]