[Future & DJ Khaled:]
Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music
It's that Ace of Spade, girl and it's toast music
n***a let's toast to it
DJ Khaled!
[Future:]
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
Yes any time you want to
[Rick Ross:]
Boss
305 on my plates, a n***a still sellin' weight
Still tippin' them scales, I'm Ross, fit in the Wraith
They want too much for the taxes, I got my money in walls
I got all the b**hes, n***a I got all the sauce
No reason I should lose, the leaders of the new
Got on a couple chains, toy bands and tennis shoes
Got on my Vacheron, Belaire, my bottles come
Talkin' menage a trois, shawty let's have some fun
Bellas at Wimbledon, hell of a gentleman
There is no bigger boss, sip slow, this cinnamon
I'm talkin' numbers, n***a, I've never fumbled, n***a
Standin' on a ball ballin' and I do it when I want it, n***a
[Future & YG:]
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
Yes, any time you want to
4hunnid!
4hunnid, hunnid!
[YG:]
Young n***a, young n***a, got a gun, right n***a
Painted all the rivers red, this blood sh** stuck with him
Hustle hard, hustle hard, bad b**hes, f** 'em all
Businessman, businessman, always tryna cut the costs
That's photos, that's more dough
Maybachs for everybody, n***a, squad goals
Flex on 'em, they're like, "Uh oh!"
Entourage, entourage, pullin' up in four 4-doors
West coast, that's my sh**, 4hunnid, that's my clique
Last n***a that beat the p**y up, well, um, that's my b**h
I don't give no f**s
I don't give no f**s
40 bands, just blew in the club, oh well, n***a, so what?
[Future:]
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
Yes any time you want to
[Yo Gotti:]
Aces comin' by the 12 pack, young n***a in a Hellcat
GPS on the pack, tell the plug they can mail that
Tell the plug they can mail that, young n***a, I'm a sell that
Mouth closed, I'll never talk, won't say a word and went to jail that
Sauce drippin', I'll f** 'em up
40 on me 'til I cough it up
Big Gotti, I'm bossin' up
If it's not a hunnid it don't cost enough
Tearin' clubs up like Three Six
I be tearin' plugs up, that's that street sh**
I be f**in' boss b**hes, they don't need sh**
Tell me, where my boss b**hes who don't need sh**?
Yeah, these diamonds, not rhinestones
Trap jumpin', yeah the line long
All this money, got my mag on
All this money, got my mag on
[Future:]
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
We just gon' f** up the club, baby, f** up the club, baby
Yes any time you want to