Exotic Swisha - Club (No) lyrics

[Verse 1: D. Smiley] Aye shawty bring that a** over it's been on my mind all night And I caught you checking me out looking like you want some of this dick in your life And the way you work got that s** appeal I think I'm going to loose my mind And the way you look I'm sure the p**y taste good can a n***a just get a little bite, oh my Ain't never had a dude be so blunt and it turns you on cause its new And a girl like you Ain't used to my type But right now its looking like its that time You like the way I tell you what you want to hear just to get yourself through the whole f**ing night Your man hits your phone you hit ignore and try to let me know he ain't been pleasing you right But that's probably a lie I may be faded but who you think you fooling You bad but carry drama so gon' and keep it moving Or i'll call f** it on this night And you can come to the crib to do whatever while we get high Or maybe not, damn, f** it lets do it All moral code gone out the window what you doing I don't know if this is a dream or reality But every time I hit a clubs it brings the worst out of me and [Hook: CLV] My n***as can't get into the club I can't roll weed in the club So much temptation in the club That's why I don't go to the club (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I say oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah) My n***as can't get into the club I can't roll weed in the club So much temptation in the club That's why I don't go to the club (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I say oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah) [Verse 2: D. Smiley] At the crib chilling and I got my blunts rolled With these beats playing that my n***a Swisha slaying Trying to get my mothaf**in mode on Ain't trying to hear what nobody saying My phones blowing up a lot of friends going out, asking me to go out Ill rather stay in the house That's that sh** you don't comprehend but it makes sense due to differences in our f**ing lifestyles Im gon' do me and homie you do you You hit club and I stay in the stu You leave with no lady, I got one home waiting Only trouble anyway with the games they be playing Whether they want a free drink, or free entry to a show A groupie for the night, don't say s*ut or ho Oh you mad now, what you called then Hold up ill wait, don't be stalling You hate I speak the real You hate you fit the bill Gon' head momma twerk that a** and make sure ya body lives to the beat Do what you came to do, I don't do no judging I done made my mistakes, got my priorities straight, now it's nothing but the mothaf**in work Rather spend money on a beat or spend money on some trees, than spend money on some drinks with a whole bunch of flirts On that alcohol I don't act right so I try to stay away from it at all times I turn into something that's never been me, it brings out every demon that's been waiting to be released [Hook: CLV]