Out Of This Club Lyrics

Yeah, the rulerz ROB, Pussycats Got some money I'm in the club Toss the money Like [Incomprehensible]
Baby, won't you take me out of this club? I wanna be with you Baby, let me take you out of this club I'll make your dreams come true Baby, won't you take me out of this club? I wanna be with you
I smiled enough, I flirted enough I posed enough, got freaky enough Took pictures enough, conversated enough I sipped enough, I got enough
I see a cute boy chilling in some jeans and Tims I think I like him and I just might leave this club with him And his swagger tight, I'm feeling the tattoos on him Make me wanna, wanna, wanna walk out with him
In the VIP like hey Dancing with my girls like hey Then I call him off to meet me I couldn't resist, so sexy
DJ get on the mic, and then he said From the front to the rear Y'all ain't gotta go home But you gotta get the hell up outta here
Baby, won't you take me out of this club? I wanna be with you Baby, let me take you out of this club I'll make your dreams come true Baby, won't you take me out of this club? I wanna be with you
I drank enough, I danced enough I partied enough, I sweated enough I stuttered enough, I flossed enough I snapped enough, two step enough
Now I want this awesome woman up in this club And I like her and I wanna leave this club with her Ever since the mama broke it down to the floor I say she ready, she ready, she ready to go, to go
And then I got behind her like hey She pushed it on me like hey And she ain't scared to get dirty Even though she's so purdy
DJ get on the mic And give us head from the front to the rear Y'all ain't gotta go home But you gotta get the hell up outta here
Baby, won't you take me out of this club? I wanna be with you Baby, let me take you out of this club I'll make your dreams come true Baby, won't you take me out of this club? I wanna be with you
If you ain't got no money Take your broke ass home And if you ain't got no money Then you gon' be all alone
They call me Mister Jones, aka Polow Da Don Aka Mister Patron aka Mister Put On Yeah, this star right here, something new I wanna cut you girl, like DJ Clue Make love to ya, hold up, where the bartender?
Get the girl a drink, give her what she want I ain't ask you, just acting like I'm drunk And it works every time, ain't nothing wrong with me And now your girl going home with me
Baby, won't you take me out of this club I wanna be with you Baby, let me take you out of this club I'll make your dreams come true
Baby, won't you take me out of this club? I wanna be with you Baby, let me take you out of this club? I'll make your dreams come true
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