Baby Bash - Step in the Club (feat. Rasheed, Lucky Luciano, Grimm) lyrics
[Baby Bash - Step in the Club feat. Rasheed, Lucky Luciano, Grimm lyrics]
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
(No thang)
Sittin' on the bar while I sip on drank
(On drank)
Girl wanna holla, tryin' to run that game
(That game)
I just, want a freak that ain't got no shame
(No shame)
I'm a blast off like a damn Houston rocket
Roll around town, with some dank in my pocket
Grandma say, "Ronnie Ray
You need to stop it" punk bootleggers, man
They fuckin' off my profit
Dip up in the club, and she eyeballin' me
Remind me of the breeze from Terminator 3
Think ya nasty she the ho extravaganza
Gloss when I floss
I'm the boss like Tony Danza
Puttin' hands on, motherfuckers actin' up
Give me fifty feet, better back the fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T Town
Look at Low-G, got a fool beat down
(Beat down)
Downtown, Super Bowl XXXVI I I (Eight)
In the clutz city of no pity, movin' weight
(Weight) case to get in state
Keep me in the G manner (Manner)
All my homies roll like Tony Montana (Tana)
Listen to the law
Jab and jaw off on a scanner (Scanner)
Sippin' purple hawk
Startin' bangin' David Banner (Banner)
Money in the Benz
But I'm layin' in the 'Llac ('Llac)
Stomach so swoll'
Throwin' up in the back retching
She was fine, yes sir, she was trill
Plus she had a pocketfull of colorful pill
(Man, CHILL)
Bring heat through your whole crew flannel
(Flannel)
Crooked, them chickens put on a Food Channel
(Channel) roll with the pimps, y'all, naw
I'm not a baller (Baller)
Teller bought the cities like
A blue Nightcrawler
Call her on the celly, with my jelly
Meet the mami at the tele roll the fatty
Jump in the ride and
Disappear like Machavelli what
Man, I step in the club
Like it ain't no thang
On valet park, been drankin' all day
Paparazzi takin' pictures and the
Haters lookin' mad
But the barber's showin' love
And I'm signin' autographs
Bartender know me, and he know I do the fool
Everybody in my ear, I'm lookin' like
"Who is you!?" give me fifty and a seas on
The rocks for these boys
Can't stand male groupies
Move around with that noise
I'm tryin' to sit down and
Roll up and get blowed
Find somethin' I can take back to the momo
Like that, right there, you lookin' good
No doubt what you got under that skirt
What you talkin' 'bout
I'm waitin' for my boys
Downstairs to get done
They wouldn't let me on stage
They said I was drunk
But, it's about to be two, girl
Tell me if you ready
Let's sip champagne in my jacuzzi at the tele
My cup got sip in my soda
I don't give a fuck, don't tip my shit over
Six bad bitches sittin' in a Range Rover
Paul got 'em all, lookin' over they shoulder
Tuggin' on dro, got smoke in my windpipe
Boys wanna know
'bout my hoes and my pimp life
Nigga, what it is, what it was
What it been like
Can I get a chickenhead shake
And some french fries hand's so skin tight
Dance's so freak like
Notch after notch, in the club
On a weeknight now she wanna go home
Go to bed and sleep tight
Bet this Henessey 'bout to here
Make her speed right
(No thang)
Sittin' on the bar while I sip on drank
(On drank)
Girl wanna holla, tryin' to run that game
(That game)
I just, want a freak that ain't got no shame
(No shame)
I'm a blast off like a damn Houston rocket
Roll around town, with some dank in my pocket
Grandma say, "Ronnie Ray
You need to stop it" punk bootleggers, man
They fuckin' off my profit
Dip up in the club, and she eyeballin' me
Remind me of the breeze from Terminator 3
Think ya nasty she the ho extravaganza
Gloss when I floss
I'm the boss like Tony Danza
Puttin' hands on, motherfuckers actin' up
Give me fifty feet, better back the fuck up
Me and Juan Gotti smashin' outta T Town
Look at Low-G, got a fool beat down
(Beat down)
Downtown, Super Bowl XXXVI I I (Eight)
In the clutz city of no pity, movin' weight
(Weight) case to get in state
Keep me in the G manner (Manner)
All my homies roll like Tony Montana (Tana)
Listen to the law
Jab and jaw off on a scanner (Scanner)
Sippin' purple hawk
Startin' bangin' David Banner (Banner)
Money in the Benz
But I'm layin' in the 'Llac ('Llac)
Stomach so swoll'
Throwin' up in the back retching
She was fine, yes sir, she was trill
Plus she had a pocketfull of colorful pill
(Man, CHILL)
Bring heat through your whole crew flannel
(Flannel)
Crooked, them chickens put on a Food Channel
(Channel) roll with the pimps, y'all, naw
I'm not a baller (Baller)
Teller bought the cities like
A blue Nightcrawler
Call her on the celly, with my jelly
Meet the mami at the tele roll the fatty
Jump in the ride and
Disappear like Machavelli what
Man, I step in the club
Like it ain't no thang
On valet park, been drankin' all day
Paparazzi takin' pictures and the
Haters lookin' mad
But the barber's showin' love
And I'm signin' autographs
Bartender know me, and he know I do the fool
Everybody in my ear, I'm lookin' like
"Who is you!?" give me fifty and a seas on
The rocks for these boys
Can't stand male groupies
Move around with that noise
I'm tryin' to sit down and
Roll up and get blowed
Find somethin' I can take back to the momo
Like that, right there, you lookin' good
No doubt what you got under that skirt
What you talkin' 'bout
I'm waitin' for my boys
Downstairs to get done
They wouldn't let me on stage
They said I was drunk
But, it's about to be two, girl
Tell me if you ready
Let's sip champagne in my jacuzzi at the tele
My cup got sip in my soda
I don't give a fuck, don't tip my shit over
Six bad bitches sittin' in a Range Rover
Paul got 'em all, lookin' over they shoulder
Tuggin' on dro, got smoke in my windpipe
Boys wanna know
'bout my hoes and my pimp life
Nigga, what it is, what it was
What it been like
Can I get a chickenhead shake
And some french fries hand's so skin tight
Dance's so freak like
Notch after notch, in the club
On a weeknight now she wanna go home
Go to bed and sleep tight
Bet this Henessey 'bout to here
Make her speed right