HATE THE CLUB... Lyrics

I just pulled up

I'm in the lot

Took me a while to park

Had to find a spot

I got 3, how many bottles you got?

I'm not tryna leave the same way I came I'm not

I'm not

What yo vibe on?

What yo mind on?

You getting fucked up?

A different time zone

You know this ain't really something I do

But baby I'm just tryna kick it with you

You know I don't go out much

You know that I hate the club

But baby if it's what you want

Then we about to get fucked up

Your body's calling and Imma pick up the phone

Ain't worried bout nothing ain't tripping you got your own

It's always something it never leaves me alone but I like it

I'm just tryna find a way to break you off

Baby get yo mind straight and take it off

You got what you need baby, so come get it

You don't have to ask

You know this ain't really something I do

But baby I'm just tryna kick it with you

You know I don't go out much

You know that I hate the club

But baby if it's what you want

Then we about to get fucked up

You know I don't go out much

You know that I hate the club

But baby if it's what you want

Then we about to get fucked up