What are we doing tonight baby? 'Bout to roll up to this club 'Bout to step up in this club 'Bout to get big in this club 'Bout to get wild in this club [2x]
[Verse 1 - R. Kelly] Now we about to show ya how wild it gets When a girl at the party when she backin' it Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate If I ask for some chips, then she stackin' it She don't need no introduction, she's a diamond of daw And I don't mean no janitor, the way she mopping the flow Tattoo on her backs saying 'ready to go' Man this girl must get pimped away I'm ready too hoe I'm going to take you out to ghetto girl around the globe Freaking in the kitchen girl, go somehwere around the stove In the chumps we chilling in some hotel robes I put her towels on her body and massage her toes There ain't nothing like some sex on a friday night But then again nothing like some sex in any night After that gotta go got appointments girl I'm a doctor, I got other clients girl Now listen up close, I won't say it again Skip a dog ya'll cat is a man's best friend Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight from ATL we about to get it crunk tonight Where we going?
[Chorus] 'Bout to roll up to this club 'Bout to step up in this club 'Bout to get big in this club 'Bout to get wild in this club [2x]
[Verse 2 - Ludacris] Hey Kelly! Oh damn! There go expensive Chris At the bar behind all the most expensive shit And his car always got the most expensive kit So his gun always got the most extended clip Hey! Luda Luda, I'm built to last Nicknamed double barrel and I'm built to blast Since your girl ain't a freak, well you gotta convince me Cause im all up in the fifth getting straight Lewinsky And smoking some of that ''Kill Bill'' Ten Mil motherfucker I'm still trill Can't party with the women that like it dick Refuse to cut my hair like Michael Vick Dirty bird even judges say the birds are dirty We the reason that the clubs start closing early Walk up and watch the crowd start moving quick And I ain't gotta pay the DJ to play my shit
[Verse 3 - Lil' Jon] Yeah, hey, hey, hey With the bull pimp cup man I'm sloppy drunk I don't broke into club it's the king of crunk Let the anal way find, and and the woofers blow Throw some ass in my lap and I'm good to go I spread a shined out bottle, crack a beer While the ladies are all rubbing my neck and beard No need to even ask it, who's the boss? When the dreadlocks slam and the roof come off The crunk juice got me up all night shit And in last year making that bite shit Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero Fresh by the front and I'm ready to play Got the dog but I knew my had to lie (ok) BME turn millionaire, and we all like 'what what, yeah'
[Verse 4 - R. Kelly] 90 other time I would say it's over Since the party so live, I can keep it going Shit don't stop till six in the morning Come seven o'clock a nigga still ain't yawning Baby girl leaving now on her toes Hangover, wait a minute girl you leaving your clothes And tickets gonna sell for a major show If yousa a hater at the booth and the booth is closed And move out the way I'm a Luda fan Up north, dirty south, west eastside man All strippers in the club stand up right now We wanna see you shake your booty in the place right now Where we going?