Club Banger
pop
rock
hiphop
funk
soul
rap
jazz
rb
metal
reggae
2pac
eminem
dr dre
snoop dogg
common
entertainment
gangsta
old school
lyrical
ludacris
jayz
lil wayne
new school
drake
50 cent
microphone
lloyd banks
lupe
Lyrics
Verse 1
I pull up in a coupe then I hop out fresh,got rocks on my wrist, rose gold on my neck, I'm cool water clean in them red monkey jeans, tattoo'd and mugged up, that boy lookin mean, the haterz keep hatin but the ho's show me love, when I make it rain, I make the club flood, I hit the dance floor to get my 2 step on, I'ma tear this bitch down if I get my shoes stepped on, I'ma shine regardless I'm the hardest from harvey, in the club with a lean puffin gars of that Marley, here to party with shawties, who came to get there drink on, I'm something like a pimp without a perm or a mink on, before I learned to rhyme, I was broke and on my ass, this rappin made me Scrooge McDuck I'm swimmin in my cash, so when I walk past your chick, she might stare and if I ask her do she wanna roll she be like yeah.
(hook)
I'm in the back of the club and I'm gone on that jigga juice, the dj played my song so the ho's started gettin loose, but me I dont sweat 'em, I let 'em come to me, shiiit I'm the one they wanna meet so I let 'em run they "G" cuz my swag is sick, just call me disgusting, I'ma ball till I fall but I aint fallen for nothin, Im a fuckin asshole all about my cash flow and I'm dictating dollas call me Gravity Castro, Gravity mash slow in a black on black Lambo in the damn snow watchin the Saints play the Pack at lambeau, or catch me in New Orleans with a pocket full of guap, IN a lemon head Benz and you know that bitch a drop, baby I love to stunt, whats wrong with that, and I stay fresh and clean like a laundry mat, and I'm fly as G-4, grind like a D-boy, money in my pocket you should get like me boooooi.