strip club - boston george lyrics
boston george – i met her at the strip club
popping band, it ain’t nothing new
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-ggas tryina own me
like, this just what we do
this a dope boy party, like who the f-ck invite you?
boo rossini – i met her at the strip club
and now this b-tch back in my room
i heard she set some n-ggas up
they ain’t got no business f-cking with you
but i don’t know what the b-tch do
girls are here, a few l!cks, too
when the light’s off then the rest do
collect call, can’t get through
i don’t wanna hear what you’ve been through
b-tch, you got too many issues
know a hundred b-tches just like you
and i
boston george – i met her at the strip club
popping band, it ain’t nothing new
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-ggas tryina own me
like, this just what we do
this a dope boy party, like who the f-ck invite you?
boston george – i met her up in club, dreams
she tryina sell a n-gga a drink
i looked at her like b-tch, 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-cked her a million times
she in the club, dreaming, tryina get her
i’m in the trap, tryina getting mine
somebody tell y’all what i’m looking for
f-ck her all day for bed time
boston george – i met her at the strip club
popping band, it ain’t nothing new
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-ggas tryina own me
like, this just what we do
this a dope boy party, like who the f-ck invite you?
boo rossini – i met her at the strip club, throbbing that -ss on me
she asked me did i sell drugs
i’m looking like a half of key
while you all in my kitchen? i mean all in my business
that molly got the hoe tripping
got two hoes in here flipping
don’t cup ‘em, we sipping, we blow our money, we ain’t tripping
that dope money with no limit
boston george – i met her at the strip club
popping band, it ain’t nothing new
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-ggas tryina own me
like, this just what we do
this a dope boy party, like who the f-ck invite you?
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