In The Club Lyrics

[Verse 1]I'm back at the club with a snub, twistin up dubsSippin on Crist', bout to snatch your bitchYou see the wrists, see the neck, see the arm, see the charmSee my click, what the fuck man we richWhen we step in the spot, performin or notYou know what went down, man we shut shit downFrom the cars outside you can tell we thereWhen the bar's sold out and aint no BelvedereNo crowd control and the cops is scaredYou know, the, the Roc, the Roc was hereCatch Mac V.I.P., section of the placeWith the weapon on his waist, weight, two steppin to the baseI don't dance, I just move the crowdAnd keep a big ass tool that's loud, that'll move the crowdOnly play the club dog if the music loudJust boots, strictly airs, no shoes allowed, whatCHORUS:You know how it get in the clubWe came to go bold, we came to get it crunk, we came to make it jumpYou know how it get in the clubWe came to pop shit, we came to pull chicks, we came to rideYou know how it get in the clubYou know we came deep, in four or five jeeps, we came to wildYou know how it get in the clubSee me V.I.P., rollin up trees, we came to get high[Verse 2]Beanie Sigs baby, y'all can't touch the boyEverytime I hit the club people rush the doorBuck 50 cuts and more, sluts and whoresNiggas ice grillin like they wanna touch the floorAll that when Mac perform*Who The Fuck Want What*, man they buck when that come onBitches givin up butt when Mac performEverybody hands up when that track come onRoll up nigga let's get onYou know how we do, bitches in them see through dresses onDouble shots of Henny rock, all night lemon dropsTil they touchin, have 'em touchin, other women's spotsLate night, club night, you know what Mac likeLate night, club night, Mac attract dikesAll night menagie trois, who came to get ride, who came to get highWhat the fuck, uhCHORUS[Verse 3]Last call for alcohol, all drinks on meJust boots, jean suits, no mix on meBandannas, really liks on meAlright maybe a watch, of course rock, what you think on me?Same thing with the squad, what you think on BleekBeef? C'mon dog who you think gon bleedNot Mac, never slip in the club4/5th in the club, told y'all never slip in the clubNiggas hit like shit, how that get in the clubYou think I'm playin when I'm sayin shit'll drip in the club?Man I come to turn out the show, turn out a hoeBefore I bounce, burn an ounce of 'droThrow back an ounce of snow, bounce with doughSquad deep, all with heat, and the bouncers knowBack the fuck up dog or the rounds'll blowMan a thug in the club, y'all know how it go, shitCHORUS