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Artiste : Az Chike
Titre : THUGGIN NOT CLUBBIN
(Sorry)
(Makin´ all the hits)

Take that shit to the back

Tell my brother if he pull me, then your ass better blast
He told me, "Chill, ´cause we in public," I ain´t goin´ for that
And if that boy don´t wanna fight, then we pokin´ his ass
And best believe we had it tucked if I walked in that function
Everybody with me kill, don´t think about it, just dump it
Everybody with me step´, ain´t no kissin´ and huggin´
I´m only comin´ if I´m paid, bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin

Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´

Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Everybody with me step, bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´

Everybody with me stepper, ain´t no nerds with me
I´m goin´ sober on that skit, ain´t no Percs with me
If you my brother, let´s go slide, fool, come purge with me
And I can wake up, hit your bitch like, "Come to Turks with me"
I ain´t gon´ do that, that was Ill mans
I don´t call too many people homie ´cause they tell plans
Humble as it get, remember granny had to sell cans
Twitchin´ when that bullet hit his body, that´s his shell dance

One opp, two opp, three opps gone
Baby, let me see you move your body to this song
One shot, two shot, three shots, four
I don´t need no one to hold my hand when I blow

Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Everybody with me step, bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´ (Huh, huh, huh, huh)

Psh, bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
I´m the hottest nigga out, is you fuckin´ or fuckin´?
Told Doggie, "We can up, it´s nothin´"
I ain´t with the friendly shit, who the fuck is you huggin´?

I ain´t with that friendly shit, you wanna hug him, you can do that Speakin´ on my name, that´s what got your partner blew back
Gon´ chase him off his block, then tell him come and get his shoes back
He good with all that runnin´, y´all should name his ass the the new Flash

Psh, bed rock, head top, give him two taps
This bitch tryna explain ´bout her name, I´m like, "Who asked?"
Psh, he ain´t got enough rank, go get some hours in
This my third trip to the bank and the same day, they thinkin´, "Not again"

I´m puttin´ belt on they ass, I´m tellin´ suckers, "Throw the towel in"
He like, "Why it´s loose?" I´m the reason she got mileage
I´m flyer than a bitch, I told baby, "I´m a pilot"
If Lena ain´t gon´ fuck, then Adam put me in with Violet
Now I´m hoppin´ off a bike, I be movin´ like I´m Deebo
Workers in the kitchen, I can´t wait to bring the beef on
Topic of the day is homicide and it´s a theme song
I´m paranoid and l´ma let it loose if you blink wrong

Yeah, I´m scrollin´ on the ´Gram, tryna find a nigga to creep on
I´m flyin´ out his bitch and buy a bottle for us to drink on
It´s me and the gang plenty dick for you to eat on
I´m poppin´ niggas in they mouth, I´m not the one to speak on, nigga

They better let me in or l´ma shoot it through the peephole
Pourin´ up in custody, I´m feelin´ like I´m Rio
Ducking Violations, I be fuckin´ on my PO
My life been like a movie, l´ma name this shit a B-roll

Yeah, I´m fuckin´ with the eses, the keeways, the P funks
Speakin´ on the B Team, the easy way get beat on
Psh, all three opp niggas need three thongs
We hoppin´ out the back with that frrt, nigga, keep on

Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´
Everybody with me step, bitch, we thuggin´, not clubbin´