Lil Jon, The East Side Boyz, R. Kelly, Ludacris - In Da Club lyrics

[Lil Jon, The East Side Boyz, R. Kelly, Ludacris - In Da Club lyrics]

Hey, hey boom, boom, boom
(Piper yall) hey hey boom, boom, boom
(Lil Jon) Hey, hey boom boom, boom
Hey hey boom boom
(What are we doing tonight baby?)

'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)
'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)

Now I'm about to show ya how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky
Cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she stackin' it
She don't need no introduction
She's a diamond adult
And I don't mean no janitor
The way she mopping the flow
Tattoo on her backs saying '"Ready to go"
Man, this girl must be a pimp
The way i'm ready to ho
I wanna take you out the ghetto, girl
Around the globe
Freaky in the kitchen, girl
Go somehwere around the stove
In the Trump suite chillin'
In some hotel robes i put her towels on her
Body and massage her toes
There ain't nothin' like some sex
On a Friday night but then again
Nothin' like some sex in any night
After that, gotta go, got appointments girl
I'm a doctor, I got other clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog, ya'll cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight
From ATL we 'bout to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?

'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)
'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club
(Woah, Hey Kelly)

Oh damn, there go expensive Chris
At the bar buyin' all the most expensive shit
And his car always got the most expensive kit
So his gun always got the most extended clip
Hey, Luda Luda, I'm built to last
Nicknamed double barrel and I'm
Built to blast said your girl ain't a freak
Well you gotta convince me
Cause I'm all up in the
Fifth getting straight Lewinsky
And smokin' some of that ''Kill Bill''
Ten mil' motherfucker, I'm still trill
Can't part with the women that like it dick
Refuse to cut my hair like Michael Vick
Dirty bird even judges say
The birds are dirty we the reason that the
Clubs start closing early
Walk up and watch the
Crowd start moving quick
And I ain't gotta pay the DJ to play my shit

'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)
'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club
(Woah, yeah, hey hey hey)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)

With a full pimp cup, man I'm sloppy drunk
I done broke in the club as the king of crunk
Let the 808 bang and the woofers blow
Throw some ass in my lap and I'm good to go
I sprayed a Sean Don bottle, crack a beer
While the ladies all rubbin' my nappy beard
No need to even ask it, who's the boss?
When the dreadlocks swang and
The roof come off
The Crunk Juice got me up all night and shit
In the lab still makin' that fire shit
Now the ese's callin' me Loc De Niro
Stuntin' with my Hell day Oakley Zero's
Fresh by the front and I'm ready to play
Got them guns, but they knew me
And i'm like "okay"
BME turn millionaires, now we
All like "what what, yeah"

'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)
'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)

Hey, hey boom, boom, boom
Hey, hey boom, boom, boom
Hey, hey boom, boom, boom
Hey, hey boom, boom, boom

Now any other time I would say it's over
Since the party so live, fuck it
Keep it going
Shit don't stop til' six in the mornin'
Come seven o'clock
A nigga still ain't yawning
Baby girl leavin' now on her toes
Hangover, wait a minute, girl
You leavin' your clothes
And tickets gonna sell for a major show
If yous' a hater at the booth
Then the booth is closed
And move out the way I'm a Luda fan
Up north, dirty south, west, eastside man
All strippers in the club stand up right now
We wanna see you shake your booty
In the place right now where we going?

'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)
'Bout to roll up to this club (Woah)
'Bout to step up in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get big in this club (Woah)
'Bout to get wild in this club (Woah)

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