(feat. Kelly, Rasheeda) 



[Hook: x2] 

Move bitch we in the club now 

Move hoe its about to go down 

We off the chain chain, we crunk as fuck 

We do the damn thang, we tear dat bitch up 



[Verse 1: Kelly] 

It's the raw bitch, bumpin off one a- fuckin- gin 

From the house girls to the back side got bump to the front now our fuckin end 

The city we love our A-A-A Town 

Throw yours hands up its about to go down 

Man I from the house club guls wit dirt flows 

The bitches that dough for rockin dat pole 

Take a back seat, back row, takin the back 

Bitch I'm back now, back down, breakin ya back 

Blunts lit smoke out boo we off in the club 

Need to move out of the way if you can't tear it up 

Now fuck wit it (fuck wit it) you stuck wit it 

Gangsta Boo bombshell wanna trust wit it (trust wit it) 

That's right I ain't playin with cha dis is my shit 

Think you bad cuz yo ass got ass, I got TITS 

Real bitches don't get down on the flo' NO 

Real bitches get beat the game get they money then GO 



[Hook x2] 



[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo] 

9 Times out of 10 y'all hoes be lame 

Real bitches throw it up real niggaz say my name 

All up in the club swoll, all my niggaz got gold 

Yellow, we don't really care, muthafuck dem hoes 

Put yo sign up in his face make dem niggaz start a fight 

Since you say you from the streets represent the streets right 

I'm the undergound queen wit my girlz dats wassup 

Lookin' good please believe we gon' tear dis bitch up 

Ridin round limo tint hittin corners with my click 

Rasheeda we ain't never scared ask Kelly bitch (yeah) 

I know y'all gon' hate on us, becuase we be famous 

Catch in the club on some drankin ??? 

I'm a Tennessee type southern representative 

Got a bunch of folks that'll ride or die Memphis 

Think before you start somethin nigga we in the club now 

Boy let me hold some or get the fuck away now 



[Hook x2] 



[Verse 3: Rasheeda] 

Stop wit the games I don't play around 

I'm bout to lay it down 

We keep it gangsta in dis bitch dis the A-Town 

ho wanna step up, and get their feelings hurt 

Get brokedown by broads in throwback skirts 

We twork it in the club, please believe dat 

If you ain't smokin or drinkin the best we don't need dat 

I'm hood rich stack dat paper and it won't stop 

Roll with wit them thugs who ain't scared to let that thang pop 

Like 1 to the 2 the 3, 4 

Rasheeda, Kelly, & Boo the imatators gotta go (oh) 

Bitch we off the chain, we do the damn thang 

Bitches grab your titty's and my niggaz let ya nuts hang 

The queens of the new south have arrived 

And we on the grind and ain't nann bout to take mine 

Tough like taflon you want some bring it on 

3 Don bitches is here to send ya ass home 



[Hook x2]