STCU

(Juicy J)

Hey, hey, hit it

Drippin' off my fingertips

Tell me how you like that **

I'ma let you get off quick

Once I get inside, that's it, ooh-oh

I'ma shoot the club up, shoot the club up

I'ma shoot the club up

I'ma shoot the club up, shoot the club up

I'ma shoot the club up

Your boy Juicy J, mane, let's get it

Ay, let's go

Tore the club up, then I shot your club up

I might love her, I ain't use no rubber

She said, "Don't worry 'bout that **, you know I'm safe" (yeah ho)

I said, "Don't matter anyway, **, it's too late"

(Bitch it's too late, uh)

Throwback is a never, I know, I know better

Let her get on top, she came all on my Gucci sweater

Hope this not a set up, she just want some feta

Let her get me for my dough, no, I can't go, never

Million dollar nuts all up in her guts

Let's shoot a movie, cut, these hoes I cannot trust

Different diamond cuts, these chains all tangled up

Is it love or lust? I think I'm finna bust

I'ma shoot the club up, shoot the club up

I'ma shoot the club up

I'ma shoot the club up, shoot the club up

I'ma shoot the club up

Bet you think I was gon' pull up like that, full pimp

(I'ma shoot the club up) Drip, drip

No smiles (shoot the club)

I'ma shoot the club up