Boston George AMG - Hit Da Club lyrics

[Chorus:] Hit the club Spend this money up Rolling another one [x7] [Verse 1:] I say we hit the club, spend this money up I got a bad b**h [?] Bout to get her p**y swoll Twenties, fifties, hundreds in my bank bro, drink all Dipping in a nice low, feeling good ice though Meet the plug hit the club, we just call it boss mo We got b**hes, we got bottles We got n***as burning bread Smoking gra**, shaking a** My whole section going fast Done a key, [?] the charge Guess who out here flossin hard Spend that money buy dem toys Valet parkin, show dem boys Houston Texas, hog life Puttin dick in ya'll life In the club all night That's that sh** we on like Keep that [?] comin grind Do this sh** at any time Bottles up we turnt as f** Let's tear this mothaf**a down [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Hey don ke I got you n***a, let's go Hit da punt n***as I'm high as sh** High as da mothaf**in [?] price Vale park that Lamborghini n***a I'm dressed to k** like it's picture night Don Perrion I be sippin, I got b**hes Man these b**hes on a n***as I'm dat n***a, I'm dat n***a Ain't no, dope boy n***a come as hard as me Yea I speak crap they recording me, n***a Turn up we done made it now No deep p**y, n***as hating it now, f** em Know these n***as they don't bout dat All the dope that I talk, they don't bout dat They know dat I'm with it They know dat I did it They know dat I'm out, yea Hit da club blow a sack now Everybody showin love now Who'da thought I'd be a rap n***a Everybody know me from the trap n***a Hit da club blow a bottle brick Make da haters sick Hit a sick b**h Ghostface k**a k** em with the [?] [Chorus]