Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa - Club Close lyrics

[Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa - Club Close lyrics]

Fucker, move, motherfucker, move
Move, motherfucker, move, motherfucker, move
Move, motherfucker, move, motherfucker, move
Move, motherfucker, move, motherfucker, move
(Ayy, ayy)

'Til the club close
We gon' stand on all these
Couches 'til the club close
We gon' spend up all these
Thousands 'til the club close
Play it off
Play it cool 'til the club close
We gon' act a damn fool 'til the club close
We gon' stand on all these
Couches 'til the club close
We gon' spend up all these
Thousands 'til the club close
Play it off
Play it cool 'til the club close
We gon' act a damn fool (Yes, sir)

Right pocket full, left pocket is too (Too)
Brought her eighty thousand just to
Act a damn fool
(Fool)
Ho, don't be surprised, you know why we came
(Came)
Watch me make the money fly
We call that a paper plane
(Trippie)
VVS diamonds in every chain
Pass the weed
Merry-go-round with the Mary Jane
(Jane, nigga)
And I'm rollin' quarters like a laundry mat
(Mat)
I'm just a Memphis nigga ballin'
Like I'm Ja Morant
Stand up on the couch, bitch
And do what you do
(Do what you do)
Your mama got ass and she gave it to you
(Gave it to you)
Her pill kicked in, now she gettin' loose
(She gettin' loose)
Now she 'bout to blow me like
A hot bowl of soup
(Haha, haha, haha)
Strippers on the pole, baby
You ain't gotta worry
We ain't got a paper shortage
We ain't runnin' out of money
I say strippers on the pole, baby
You ain't gotta worry
They heard I was in the building
That's a whole lot of money

'Til the club close
We gon' stand on all these
Couches 'til the club close
We gon' spend up all these
Thousands 'til the club close
Play it off
Play it cool 'til the club close
We gon' act a damn fool 'til the club close
We gon' stand on all these
Couches 'til the club close
We gon' spend up all these
Thousands 'til the club close
Play it off
Play it cool 'til the club close
We gon' act a damn fool

Diamonds wet, her pussy wetter
Young, but got my shit together
Leave your dude, I'll fuck you better
(Leave your dude, I'll fuck you better)
Make it rain just like the weather
Chainsaw, my face is leather
Played the game, I beat the levels
Fightin' demons, shakin' devils
(Shakin' devils)
My new endeavors, businessman
You gotta jet us
Do what I want, they don't let us
Chauffeur, mask up, come and get us
(Come and get us)
We pushin' pedals, Oscars, Grammys
We need medals
All these bitches, we need kennels
Own these houses, these ain't rentals
See, I ain't have a mil'
But I went out and made one
(Made one)
Keep a couple bitches
But I stay with my main one
(Main one)
They in love with me
They say all them niggas lame
From the jet to the performance
From the show straight to the plane

'Til the club close (Haha, haha, haha)
We gon' stand on all these
Couches 'til the club close
We gon' spend up all these
Thousands 'til the club close
Play it off
Play it cool 'til the club close
We gon' act a damn fool 'til the club close
We gon' stand on all these
Couches 'til the club close
We gon' spend up all these
Thousands 'til the club close
Play it off
Play it cool 'til the club close
We gon' act a damn fool

Fucker, move, motherfucker, move
Move, motherfucker, move, motherfucker, move
Move, motherfucker, move, motherfucker, move
Move, motherfucker, move, motherfucker, move

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