lirik lagu sqad up & birdman – in the club
[intro: birdman and lil wayne]
squad tryna get rich quick
don’t forget it motherf~cker
eh weezy, come on
party cause my squad up
in new orlans
[?]
we gon party, yep yep in the worst way
eh yo shawty, i’m tryna f~ck on the first day
[chorus: lil wayne]
you can find me in the club, pocket full of blunts
to the hiv, [?]
and i’m into getting head, i ain’t tryna love and f~ck
[?] help me get stuck
you can find me on the block, fist full of rocks
and with my hand on my glock, that sh~t gon pop
and i don’t stop, till your man on top
[?] laying on top, yeah
[verse 1: t~streets]
streets!
when i pull up out front, we gon rush the club
everybody know i’m buck, so they usually show me love
got that tooly full of whole slugs, if a n~gga hold a grudge
when you f~ck with weezy baby, you got the hoes in love
get the lute and run, this is t~streets, motherf~cker
keep your eyes on my piece while i speak, motherf~cker
i eat, sleep sh~t trouble
a n~gga ain’t crazy, i just want my sh~t double
she can’t be my lady, i just want them lips from them
she gon do my clique, or [?]
just [?] spent
sittin on the hood, [?]
flippin up your hood with thhe fullest
how your b~tch gon say [?]
we just good, getting it good
that’s why i bring the hood to your home, motherf~cker
[chorus: lil wayne]
you can find me in the club, pocket full of blunts
to the hiv, [?]
and i’m into getting head, i ain’t tryna love and f~ck
[?] help me get stuck
you can find me on the block, fist full of rocks
and with my hand on my glock, that sh~t gon pop
and i don’t stop, till your man on top
[?] laying on top, yeah
[verse 2: gudda gudda]
gudda!
each hand a pistol, gudda gudda street man official
sweep with vengence, i rep the land of k!llers
[?]
[?]
[?]
but we only go to war about family issues
so when we hit you, [?]
man they twist you, damb near flip you
[?]
and i ain’t playing if my hands are sizzling
[?]
all i’m saying is gudda man rise to the motherf~ckin bridge is over
the bridge is over, yeah
gotta keep my head to the clouds [?]
[?]
and the heater putting broozes on my hip
i wish a n~gga would trip [?]
[chorus: lil wayne]
you can find me in the club, pocket full of blunts
to the hiv, [?]
and i’m into getting head, i ain’t tryna love and f~ck
[?] help me get stuck
you can find me on the block, fist full of rocks
and with my hand on my glock, that sh~t gon pop
and i don’t stop, till your man on top
[?] laying on top, yeah
[verse 3: kidd kidd]
kidd!
i hit the club, where the b~tches at?
you know when i come through, the thug n~ggas [?]
[?]
[?] slugs [?]
[?]
where your clicque at, motherf~cker
you are what you eat, straight p~ssy
so i don’t pay attention to the sh~t you say to me
i’m in my zone till i’m [?]
ain’t a n~gga in my clique [?]
and we don’t ball [?]
we know how to survive off comisary
and i’m one of a kind man, not your normal artist [?]
me and my squad tight like tom and jerry
on the set where we get wetter than leaks
we get a new freak and hit her for free
every show smoke og
and i ain’t gon f~ck them if [?]
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