Boo Rossini - Strip Club lyrics

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Boo Rossini - Strip Club lyrics

I met her at the strip club Popping band, that ain't nothing to us We flexin' and we turned up We got that drink and we pouring it up That money got these hoes want me That check got these hoes on me These n***as out here tryna clone me Like, this just what we do This a dope boy party, like who the f** invite you? I met her at the strip club And now this b**h back in my room I heard she set some n***as up Ain't got no business f**ing with you But I don't knock what the b**h do Cause I hit a few licks too When the light's off and the rents due Collect call, can't get through I don't wanna hear what you've been through b**h, you got too many issues Know a hundred b**hes just like you And I I met her at the strip club Popping band, that ain't nothing to us We flexin' and we turned up We got that drink and we pouring it up That money got these hoes want me That check got these hoes on me These n***as out here tryna clone me Like, this just what we do This a dope boy party, like who the f** invite you? I met her up in club dreams She tried to sell a n***a a drink I looked at her like b**h please I got that check, hoe, you coming with me I done seen her in this state a million times Made that money a million times f**ed it off a million times She in the club dreams tryna get hers I'm in the trap tryna get mine Somebody tell Malaya I'm looking for her f** her all day for bed time I met her at the strip club Popping band, that ain't nothing to us We flexin' and we turned up We got that drink and we pouring it up That money got these hoes want me That check got these hoes on me These n***as out here tryna clone me Like, this just what we do This a dope boy party, like who the f** invite you? I met her at the strip club, popping that a** on me She asked me did I sell d** I'm looking like a half of key I'm like hoe why you all in my kitchen? I mean all in my business That molly got the hoe tripping Got two hoes in here flipping Double cup and we sipping We blow our money, we ain't tripping Got that dope money with no limit I met her at the strip club Popping band, that ain't nothing to us We flexin' and we turned up We got that drink and we pouring it up That money got these hoes want me That check got these hoes on me These n***as out here tryna clone me Like, this just what we do This a dope boy party, like who the f** invite you?

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