Angelus, Sholoh - step inside the club lyrics
[Angelus, Sholoh - step inside the club lyrics]
I miss you, angel yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh oh, oh, oh
Baby, what you wanna do? You just gotta
Let me know i be smoking on this gas
I be smoking all this dope
Since you wanna come fuck
We can link up like tomorrow
In the back of the club and
I'm missing all my bros
Now they moving side to side
She gon' move it slo-mo
Met your bitch at party
She wanna take a photo
Stacking all this fucking guap
Broke the bank like times four
Your bitch begging me for cock
I'ma fuck her twice more
Big bands, big racks in my pocket
Shawty dancing up on me, got me excited
Exes calling on my phone, had to ignore it
Saw a Vivienne necklace, had to cop it
Got some Vivienne shoes, now that's a outfit
If you love me and need it, you gotta show it
I'm so racked up, I can't fold my wallet
Yeah, I'm drunk as fuck, I can't walk, bitch
I don't fuck with no bitch, that guap
I'm chasing
You cannot talk to me, we not adjacent
We are not family, no, no replacements
Bitch, I am gray, I'm always acing
When I walk in a club, I'm the man
Beat that nigga in a jam if
He talking on my fam' i cannot fuck with no
And I'm counting all these racks
I'm moving up just like a win
Play your bitch like an instrument, call me
My niggas be shooting, trust me, nigga
This ain't no free throw
I got all my shooters and you
Know they keep that heat, bro
Before we give you that defeat though
My niggas cool in the summer
But in the winter, we hot
Me and Angel ride in the Wraith and
We just swerve in the spot
Got your bitch all up on the leather
She is giving me top
Fuck 12, fuck the cops, lil' nigga
Fuck all my opps
Baby, what you wanna do? You
Just gotta let me know
I be smoking on this gas
I be smoking all this dope
Since you wanna come fuck
We can link up like tomorrow
In the back of the club and
I'm missing all my bros
Now they moving side to side
She gon' move it slo-mo
Met your bitch at party
She wanna take a photo
Stacking all this fucking guap
Broke the bank like times four
Your bitch begging me for cock
I'ma fuck her twice more
Big bands, big racks in my pocket
Shawty dancing up on me, got me excited
Exes calling on my phone, had to ignore it
Saw a Vivienne necklace, had to cop it
Got some Vivienne shoes, now that's a outfit
If you love me and need it, you gotta show it
I'm so racked up, I can't fold my wallet
Yeah, I'm drunk as fuck, I can't walk, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh oh, oh, oh
Baby, what you wanna do? You just gotta
Let me know i be smoking on this gas
I be smoking all this dope
Since you wanna come fuck
We can link up like tomorrow
In the back of the club and
I'm missing all my bros
Now they moving side to side
She gon' move it slo-mo
Met your bitch at party
She wanna take a photo
Stacking all this fucking guap
Broke the bank like times four
Your bitch begging me for cock
I'ma fuck her twice more
Big bands, big racks in my pocket
Shawty dancing up on me, got me excited
Exes calling on my phone, had to ignore it
Saw a Vivienne necklace, had to cop it
Got some Vivienne shoes, now that's a outfit
If you love me and need it, you gotta show it
I'm so racked up, I can't fold my wallet
Yeah, I'm drunk as fuck, I can't walk, bitch
I don't fuck with no bitch, that guap
I'm chasing
You cannot talk to me, we not adjacent
We are not family, no, no replacements
Bitch, I am gray, I'm always acing
When I walk in a club, I'm the man
Beat that nigga in a jam if
He talking on my fam' i cannot fuck with no
And I'm counting all these racks
I'm moving up just like a win
Play your bitch like an instrument, call me
My niggas be shooting, trust me, nigga
This ain't no free throw
I got all my shooters and you
Know they keep that heat, bro
Before we give you that defeat though
My niggas cool in the summer
But in the winter, we hot
Me and Angel ride in the Wraith and
We just swerve in the spot
Got your bitch all up on the leather
She is giving me top
Fuck 12, fuck the cops, lil' nigga
Fuck all my opps
Baby, what you wanna do? You
Just gotta let me know
I be smoking on this gas
I be smoking all this dope
Since you wanna come fuck
We can link up like tomorrow
In the back of the club and
I'm missing all my bros
Now they moving side to side
She gon' move it slo-mo
Met your bitch at party
She wanna take a photo
Stacking all this fucking guap
Broke the bank like times four
Your bitch begging me for cock
I'ma fuck her twice more
Big bands, big racks in my pocket
Shawty dancing up on me, got me excited
Exes calling on my phone, had to ignore it
Saw a Vivienne necklace, had to cop it
Got some Vivienne shoes, now that's a outfit
If you love me and need it, you gotta show it
I'm so racked up, I can't fold my wallet
Yeah, I'm drunk as fuck, I can't walk, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah