SHOOT THE CLUB UP

A$AP Ferg

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What?
Nigga, you don't need no motherfuckin' condom
You know I got that good ass, uh-huh
Yeah, cum in all up in this motherfucker

Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up

Seventeen hundred women in the club, all I need is two
Take ya chick and lay her down on a little yacht, she my Karrahboo
RIP OJ, I ain't wear a glove, yeah, I'm 'bout to shoot
I'm finna make it rain for this whole song, them bitches 'bout the loot
I just swiped and got me some more ones, yeah, I'm getting busy
She twirl on that pole like she Spider-Man, that shit be making me dizzy
Glad you done with that goofy-ass boy, that nigga was Walt Disney
Last one reach their hand up in the bag, them girls is all with me
Then she told me

Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up (damn)
Shoot the club up (I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (but I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (but I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (who are you?)

Ayy, I'm a pro, this a 'Vette (big Vette)
I'ma drop that throat and let you cum all in my neck
This so damn good, it got me chunkin' up his hood (suu-whoop)
I don't smoke, but I can throw it back all on this wood
Fuck that talkin', whip it out, nut all in this coochie (damn)
Creampie this motherfucker, I wanna see it oozin' (woah)
Know I'm from the Lou, so I'm a master how I arch it (bend it over)
Pussy water, ice me, her pussy salmon, bartend (uh-huh, eww)
All these hoes tried it
Yeah, he street, but do construction, he knock down walls (come on)
Got up early just like Gucci, but not contaminated (hol' on)
This pussy fat, but his dick fatter, I can barely take it
With you, I gotta fake it
Yeah

Shoot the club up (throw it, throw it)
Shoot the club up (straight in the gut)
Shoot the club up (give me neck, I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (stretch her out, I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (lay me down, but I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (stack them bands, but I ain't get no)
Shoot the club up (got my permission)

Glove on, I ain't got no glove on
Got no glove on, I ain't got no glove on
Shoot the—

RIP to OJ, I ain't got no glove on
Air that pussy out, I'ma finna get my thug on
I let the girls do all the money, it fall like confetti, yeah
I'm Bugs Bunny with the carrots, diamonds in my Pelle, ayy
Darold Brown gon' walk you down soon as she get off work
Couple rounds, work, thumb in her ass, squirt
We done fucked up my desktop, even knocked her Glock out the purse
Even offered to clean her house, but you gotta mop me first
Still tryna make me—

Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up (she told me)
Shoot the club up (she told me)
Shoot the club up (she told me)
Shoot the club up (she told me)
Shoot the club up

Got no glove on, I ain't got no glove on
Got no glove on, I ain't got no glove on
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up
Shoot the club up