i shot the club up looking for you Lyrics

(Boom in the next speakerbox near you)

It's a miracle how bad I want ya

Used to throw bands in the club for a bitch like you

Ain't that true

Who dat bitch that right there

Who dat bitch that right there

Who dat bitch that right there

(Security) Yeah

I'ma leave it like this

Went from ELA books to puttin' VVs on my body

Went from driving 'round Tahoes to dreamin' bout them 'raris

New hunnids got 'em sorry

Oh yeah, yeah

New gas in the fucking air

Go fast, baby, I'm right there

Shawty, you don't need nobody

No, you don't need nobody else

New bands in the bank

Does this make you happy

It should make you happy

'Cause you don't need nobody else

Bitches bout to get hurt (No way)

Where the fuck you at (Where the fuck you at)

Tay would never listen

FK 7.5 like a VAT

You my bitch, girl, that ass too fat

What I do to get you mad like

Mad like, mad like that

(Blih)

Yeah

(DFL Bitch)

You know, you know

You know, you know

You know, you know

You know, you know

You know, you know

You know, you know

You know, you know