Strip Club lyrics

[Intro]
I gotta lay lay right
Listen
I know these b*tches, they gon' f*ck for a real n*gga
Yeah, that's why I deal with her

[Hook]
I done fell in love with the mothaf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches, shake your ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up
I done fell in love with the mothaf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches, shake your ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up

[Verse 1]
n*ggas shootin' and they're missin', they got Shumpert guns
I'ma smack that lil' b*tch with a hundred ones
When she... get that bottle then that money comes
Call that DJ Khaled, Louiee got another one
Call my n*ggas, I'm just really tryna have some fun
Yeah I see them n*ggas plottin', better have their gun
Rolex watches, n*ggas can't stop this
Showin' off my money, tell Bowflex I got this
Got 'em goin' brazy when they see that Cuban link shine
Shootin' up the club, hell nah I ain't Shyne
Lot of good n*ggas dead 'cause they ain't grind
Lot of hood b*tches pregnant but it ain't mine
And I love them Spanish b*tches, call me "Papi"
And I'm right here with my n*ggas 'cause they got me
You know these stupid little b*tches wanna top me
It's okay, bring your friend, make it sloppy

[Hook]
I done fell in love with the mothaf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches, shake your ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up
I done fell in love with the mothaf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches, shake your ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up

[Verse 2]
If that b*tch ain't f*ckin' us, then she gotta go
She gon' follow us 'cause we got a lot of dough
Smack her ass, throw the cash, she gon' drop it low
Pull her hair, she don't care, she a Nava-hoe
And I'm with the aces on my doley, 'cause I'm ready, n*gga
And when I go to city steps we gon' be heavy, n*gga
Ain't gotta go and get the strap 'cause it's already with us
And ain't no need to save your b*tch 'cause I already hit her
And every day a n*gga goin' through some new sh*t
Swint dyin' made me not wanna do sh*t, R.I.P
Swint dyin' made me not wanna do sh*t, yeah that's my n*gga
But God only put the realest n*ggas through sh*t
Lounited States of America exclusive
They gon' play me in the club, yeah that's Lou's sh*t
Make it rain on them b*tches 'cause I'm too lit
Desert storm on these b*tches on some Clue sh*t

[Hook]
I done fell in love with the mothaf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches, shake your ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up
I done fell in love with the mothaf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches, shake your ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up