[ Featuring Pimp C, Chamillionaire ]
I love that shit, I love that shit
I love that shit
It's goin' down like it always do,
I'm about to hit 'em front row, front door with the crew
I pull up to vallet in the '09 cedes,
And turn the heads of all the fly ladies,
I let the doors out, then let the doors up
Step out the car, now the whole world slows up,
I show up like a certified pro,
Lookin' like slow motion when I heads to the door,
I walk right pass the line to the rope
Everybody fall back to the motherf*ckin' pole,
Its not even a question if I'm fittin' to bring the strap in,
They tried to pad me down but it ain't about to happen,
Head to the bar all eyes on B the,
From the haters and the fly mommacitas,
And trust me man when the club this thick
You ain't even gotta ask, I love this shit
[Chorus]
The club is packed the bottles is poppin'
We make it rain when the models is boppin'
(I love that shit)
Ladies shakin' their backs
And all the players in the place is catchin' heart attacks
(I love that shit)
Hey yo DJ turn it up
(I love that shit)
You gotta B then lets burn it up
You know we do it B-I-G so come and holla at a player in the V-I-P
UGK we in the house fo sho
We bout to crank this thing up, yea you already know
We in the club lookin' like new money
Put your stunner shades on cause the ice to sunny
Me and my partners posted up at the bar
And we bout to buy it out for the price of your car
All the ace of spades all the rosette
All the syrup and white patron OK
Sent it out ice buckets by the dozen
I pass em out to my dogs and my cousins
The whole club full of smoke and we buzzin'
Its goin' down and man you thought it wasn't
Movin' through the club like a Tonka line
See the baddest lil' mama legs long and fine
And she like I love your rope, is solid gold or hollow B
Ill tell you in the V.I.P mommy follow me
[Chorus]
No party like a trill ass party
Cause a trill ass party don't stop
Ain't no shorty like a trill ass shorty
Cause a trill ass shorty goin' drop
Go drop it down low to the flow make it pop
I wanna watch you wobble show me what you got
Now goin' work that and twerk that
Now jiggle it around maybe jerk that
Now toot it up, and boot it up
I'm cocked and loaded, I'ma shoot it up
Now grind it, wind it
Now back it up while I get behind it
Now go ahead and do your thing girl
Let it loose, let it go, let it hang girl
Now shake what your momma gave you for daddy
And you can ride shotgun in the caddy
[Chorus]
