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[chingy]

Yeah, G.i.b.

Get It Boys



[chorus]

I Dont Know What Yall About To Do

But Im About To Hit The Streets With My Crew

And, Keep Clubbin

Quit Complainin Yeah Dog You Look Cool

Now Pull Out Your Chains And Floss Your Jewels

And, Keep Clubbin

I Pull Up On Gold Shoes I Walk In Actin Fool

Hell Nah It Aint No Rules

When, We Clubbin

Head To Toe Everything I Got In Is New

Plus Those You Know We Keep Two

And, We Clubbin.



[chingy]

Its A Mess Up With These Fake Ballers In Their Place

People Comin Out Cause They Heard Im Comin Back Like Mase,

Big Body Benz Plenty Space, Hundred Dollar Big Face

Watch Her Lick Our Waist, When We Clubbin

Get It Girls Got It Locked

Get It Boys In The Spot

Take It Off You Gettin Hot, Cause We Clubbin

In My Pocket Got em Not

Representin Slot-a-lot

Dirty You Can Get Shot, When We Clubbin

Abrah Kadabrah Then I Appear In The Back

Throwin It Up With All The High Rollers That Pop Crack

My Lemon Has Studs No They Not That

You Paid Fifty Homie Go And Get Your Money Back



[chorus]

I Dont Know What Yall About To Do

But Im About To Hit The Streets With My Crew

And, Keep Clubbin

Quit Complainin Yeah Dog You Look Cool

Now Pull Out Your Chains And Floss Your Jewels

And, Keep Clubbin

I Pull Up On Gold Shoes I Walk In Actin Fool

Hell Nah It Aint No Rules

When, We Clubbin

Head To Toe Everything I Got In Is New

Plus Those You Know We Keep Two

And, We Clubbin.



[chingy]

Rich Money Got A Bottle And He Waitin To Trip (g.i.b.)

Ol G Posted With A Blunt To His Lip

Valdez On The Floor Two-steppin With His

Boozie Already Out Thurr Startin Some Shit

Get It Boy Gang, S.t.l. Set

Phantom Car Keys, Leather Gucci Vest

V.i.p. Then Somethin To Eat

She Leavin With Me Then Hotel Suite

Play It Like A G, Pimpin Man I Got To Be

Five Million Really Aint A Lot To Me

Maybe Pop Your Pee (?)

And Move Your F.o.s And Drop Your Knee

And Put Wurr I Can See, Cuz We Clubbin



[chorus]

I Dont Know What Yall About To Do

But Im About To Hit The Streets With My Crew

And, Keep Clubbin

Quit Complainin Yeah Dog You Look Cool

Now Pull Out Your Chains And Floss Your Jewels

And, Keep Clubbin

I Pull Up On Gold Shoes I Walk In Actin Fool

Hell Nah It Aint No Rules

When, We Clubbin

Head To Toe Everything I Got In Is New

Plus Those You Know We Keep Two

And, We Clubbin.



[chingy]

Headed To The Next Stop In My Rage Rover

Police Pull Me Over, Though They Cant Stop Me From Clubbin

Man You Know Im Swervin Wild

See Your Boy Not Sober

But I Got It Im A Soldier And Im Still Clubbin

50 Cars Followin Us

10 Chicks Swallowin Us

Four Five Hallows Bust (?) When We Clubbin

A Big Dog Not A Mutt

Keep Starin Hater What

Im About To Get This Locked Up, f**k, We Clubbin

Put Your Money Wurr Your Mouth

West Cost To The East, Mid-west To The South, Out, They Clubbin

26s On The Hummer

Errday Like Its Summer

Wait Tripper Take A Number Im Still Clubbin



[chorus]

I Dont Know What Yall About To Do

But Im About To Hit The Streets With My Crew

And, Keep Clubbin

Quit Complainin Yeah Dog You Look Cool

Now Pull Out Your Chains And Floss Your Jewels

And, Keep Clubbin

I Pull Up On Gold Shoes I Walk In Actin Fool

Hell Nah It Aint No Rules

When, We Clubbin

Head To Toe Everything I Got In Is New

Plus Those You Know We Keep Two

And, We Clubbin.



[chingy]

Yeah, Yeah

Keep Clubbin

Whoa, Whoa

Keep Clubbin

Uh-huh, Uh-huh

We Clubbin

Yes, Yes

We Clubbin







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