(feat. Kylcon, Chris Ward)



[Hook x2:]

We jump clean (then what), hit the do' (then what)

Pick a hoe (then what), hit the flo' you already know

(what's that) who are y'all, (what's that) we superstars

(where you at), we at the bar (what you do)



[Killa Kyleon:]

Hitting the streets, for the late night hype

Never was an early cat, cause I'm the late night type

Dro twist, a six and a Sprite makes the late night right

Tuesday, this X got me on a late night flight

Body rocking by the bar, like I'm losing my mind

Before I walk outside the do', you know I'm choosing a dime

Wednesdays and Thursdays, I move her around

I'm checking telephone lines, the grind consuming my time

Fridays it's five, I'm flipping like taxes

Hopping off of the mattress, I'm headed to Max's

I'ma smoke a few batches, then I play in the club

Hopping out valeting the dub, I stay in the club

It's a baller coming through, make way in the club

I pop so many bottles, I made a display in the club

Get too drunk and out of line, you'll lay in the club

Now that's just another typical, Saturday in the club



[Hook x2]



[Big Pokey:]

It's 1:52, penetrating the club lot

With the roof pushed back, Mack in the glove box

I still push crack, I got a stack in the glove box

When the club close, I'm headed back to my dugout

Say roll the rug out, I'm approaching the doorway

Everything gotta move, open the doorway

It's some niggaz act a fool, then I'm soaking the doorway

You can call me a freak, I'ma show you some fo' play

I'm posted at the bar, I'm letting the snow play

Got doja in the 'gar, X in the OJ

If your hoe ain't buck wild, being switch your chick

If the club ain't crunk y'all, being switching mix

If your rims in it's teens then, switch your kicks up

I'm sitting on shag shoes, in a Esco' pick-up

I'ma bust my wig open, if I mix this six up

Now out your hands in the air, like this is a stick up



[Hook x2]



[Chris Ward:]

It's me again, Chris Ward the Mobstyle phenomenon

Hip-Hop James Bond, never ever barring none

I'm one of the ones, that got smashing flow

Stay dressed fresh, like I'm in a fashion show

Oh you know, I get gangsta with it

Throw on my new but old J's, with the ancient fitted

Stay easy breezy, you can let this gangsta hit it

Tell em, this young gangsta did it

See how we came in, we changed the game bend

So icy, we made the sky rain Gin

You probably say, that we some insane men

By the way, is that "Menage Tois" they playing again

Ooh-wee, see me I just came to have fun

If we can't have fun, y'all can't have none

So let's get this, loud and clear

If you feeling like me, get rowdy in here



[Hook x4]



[talking:]

What's that I smell in here

Smell like somebody in here, must

Hold on now, who what's going

Hey-hey uh-uh, no uh-uh hell no

What's going on in here, oh this ain't no what

No whore house, I want y'all to get out and do what

Get the hell out my house, y'all can't do that in here

I don't want it in here, I want y'all to take them sheets

And do what with em, throw 'em away

They ain't no good to me no mo'

Y'all done came in here, and messed up my house

Now, Big Pookey or whatever your name is

I don't care you get out if here, you hear

So tear that what, that bullshit up in here

And you and you, take that little old wanks'

And you tell her, tell her I say I don't want her back in my house

And you tell her I say, tell her daddy she's a what a little ol' hoe