In this club Lyrics

I swear to God you look real good

Gotta have your body on my body

We're making love in the club all night

I swear to God you've been on my mind

Making love in this club with them high heels on

Cut the radio up till I'm lost in here

Gripping, grabbing on your body, girl, I'm loving this

Making love in this club, girl, you're on my mind

Got me gripping on your neck, don't stop

She grab my Glock and then she cock it way watch

Got her swerving in the Range truck , why

I seen her skirt off, spitting lanes, I think she bi

See a thug in the club with some ice

She's a shooter, grab a blick and snatch his ice

She's a stone cold killer, watch her back

Look, she the type to go and shoot you in your back

Met her in the club that day, met her in the lounge of the VIP

I seen them snake eyes, I thought that she was feeling me

You naughty, you naughty

Them bullets'll hit your face and leave you empty

Look, watch how she go do it, hop in the whip

She wanna slide with the stick

Hotbox in the new whip, windows tinted, guess it's five percented

Snaching all these chains, that's the game, that's just how it go

I swear to God you look real good

Gotta have your body on my body

We're making love in this club all night

I swear to God you've been on my mind

Making love in this club with some high heels on

Cut the radio up so I'm lost in here

Gripping, grabbing on your body, girl, I'm loving this

Making love in this club, girl, you're on my mind

Look, she been thugging in the club since 2010

And she been pulling triple digits since then

If I took you to Sin city, would you sin

Or would you try and blow my brains out then

Don't give a fuck about what you did give me, respect

Fuck all of these stupid niggas, that's facts

Fell in love at the club, that's whack

You cannot have no ties, that's on everything

Oh yes, that's on everything

Oh yes, that's on everything, everything, everything, everything

When I met you in the club, I thought that we were vibing

Rubbing on my body, hell of emotions

And I don't understand this, why you panic

Cause I thought we was chilling till you went and vanished

Dim lights, you're so fine

Look at me, baby, show me a good time

Just hop up on my lap and ride it

Show a nigga how you really wanna ride it

We making love in this club with them high heels on

Cut the radio up so I'm lost in here

Gripping, grabbing on your body, girl, I'm loving this

Girl, I'm loving this

Girl, I'm loving this

Whoo