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FUCK THE CLUB UP Video (MV)




Performed By: Big Boss Finesse
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Joshua Harvey




Big Boss Finesse - FUCK THE CLUB UP Lyrics
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I just f*cked the club up, five thou, all in ones
Got your bitch staring, I can tell that she wanna f*ck
Got these strippers on me, and you know they gon' show me love
Real street nigga, can't go in unless I got my gun
If you real thick, baby, throw that ass on me
And I'ma get behind you, shut you up show ima bully
Look at her runnin' now, pull her hair , I say, where you goin'
Do what I say, tell her, suck me up to the mornin
Me, my game, GMG, stepper in and fresh as f*ck
Hundred plus on this stage, yeah, let's talk some money
All my niggas, we self-made, got it out the gutter
Nigga try us that's his last, he gon' get put under
Got your bitch suckin' dick, she gon' sing like summer
I just come when the pipes call, nigga, I'm the plumber
I don't text and I don't call, she hit me when she want it
Don't hate me, hate your bitch, she supposed to be loyal
Niggas J, it ain't hitting, that shit look like foil
GMG, it be glistening, said that shit in on nem'
Niggas know we goin' up, yeah, we goin' global
F*ck up anywhere we at, just rocked it like a show
I just f*cked the club up, five thou, all in ones
Got your bitch staring, I can tell that she wanna f*ck
Got these strippers on me, and you know they gon' show me love
Real street nigga, can't go in unless I got my gun
If you real thick, baby, throw that ass on me
And I'ma get behind, shut you up, show Ima bully
Look at her runnin' now, pull her hair , say where you goin'
Do what I say, tell her, suck me up, till the morning
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I just f*cked the club up, five thou, all in ones
Got your bitch staring, I can tell that she wanna f*ck
Got these strippers on me, and you know they gon' show me love
Real street nigga, can't go in unless I got my gun
If you real thick, baby, throw that ass on me
And I'ma get behind you, shut you up show ima bully
Look at her runnin' now, pull her hair , I say, where you goin'
Do what I say, tell her, suck me up to the mornin
Me, my game, GMG, stepper in and fresh as f*ck
Hundred plus on this stage, yeah, let's talk some money
All my niggas, we self-made, got it out the gutter
Nigga try us that's his last, he gon' get put under
Got your bitch suckin' dick, she gon' sing like summer
I just come when the pipes call, nigga, I'm the plumber
I don't text and I don't call, she hit me when she want it
Don't hate me, hate your bitch, she supposed to be loyal
Niggas J, it ain't hitting, that shit look like foil
GMG, it be glistening, said that shit in on nem'
Niggas know we goin' up, yeah, we goin' global
F*ck up anywhere we at, just rocked it like a show
I just f*cked the club up, five thou, all in ones
Got your bitch staring, I can tell that she wanna f*ck
Got these strippers on me, and you know they gon' show me love
Real street nigga, can't go in unless I got my gun
If you real thick, baby, throw that ass on me
And I'ma get behind, shut you up, show Ima bully
Look at her runnin' now, pull her hair , say where you goin'
Do what I say, tell her, suck me up, till the morning
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Writer: Joshua Harvey
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