Lyrics
Yeah
Jeleel! Yeah
One big room full of bad bitches
I'ma call that Clubhouse (yeah)
Nah, nah, I'ma call that Run's House
Baby Phat with the ass and the buns out
Let me see how you walk, let me see how you talk
Let me see what you got, what you on 'bout? (Yeah)
And he not like me, I'ma knock it out
And I'm so icy, I'ma rock it out
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
All she want is D, D, D
And she dumb like, "Dee, dee-dee"
Guess that means you're a freak for D
Got my rays on, Mysterio
She like, "Ooh, kill 'em", Lil Terrio (ooh, kill 'em)
And she wetter than, better than Ariel
I'ma jump in that, dump in that cereal
Yeah, yeah
I be rollin' in them 'Rarri's
Come inside, you might find another life
Where? (where?)
It's not like me to sympathize
Over here
Look at me, I'm running through the sky
One big room full of bad bitches
I'ma call that Clubhouse (yeah)
Nah, nah, I'ma call that Run's House
Baby Phat with the ass and the buns out
Let me see how you walk, let me see how you talk
Let me see what you got, what you on 'bout?
And he not like me, I'ma knock it out
And I'm so icy, I'ma rock it out
One big room full of bad bitches
I'ma call that Clubhouse (yeah)
Nah, nah, I'ma call that Run's House
Baby Phat with the ass and the buns out
Let me see how you walk, let me see how you talk
Let me see what you got, what you on 'bout? (Yeah)
And he not like me, I'ma knock it out
And I'm so icy, I'ma rock it out
Hey, JELEEL!
Let me in (let me in)
Let me in (let me in)
Let me in (let me in)
Uh, hold up
I got some shorties who said they gon' roll up (gang)
This ain't Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, these bitches is grown-ups (uh, yeah)
Yeah, she freaky, she nasty, she down to get zesty (zesty)
And she got a sweet tooth, I gave her Fruit Roll-Up
And she missin' the drake, but I never control her
We go in the room and we smash on the sofa
Uh, smash (smash), uh, smash (smash)
Yeah, I'm from Texas, my bitches got ass (ass)
Yeah, I'm in college, she probably in class (class)
She a smart motherfucker, so I know she gettin' passed (passed)
I went from apartments to coolin' in penthouse
I meant to say Clubhouse, you know I be tweakin' (I be tweak)
JELEEL!, let me in, lemme cool for the weekend
Fuck on the bitches I see on the beacon (gang)
One big room full of bad bitches
I'ma call that Clubhouse (yeah)
Nah, nah, I'ma call that Run's House
Baby Phat with the ass and the buns out
Let me see how you walk, let me see how you talk
Let me see what you got, what you on 'bout? (Yeah)
And he not like me, I'ma knock it out
And I'm so icy, I'ma rock it out
One big room full of bad bitches
I'ma call that Clubhouse (yeah)
Nah, nah, I'ma call that Run's House
Baby Phat with the ass and the buns out
Let me see how you walk, let me see how you talk
Let me see what you got, what you on 'bout? (Yeah)
And he not like me, I'ma knock it out
And I'm so icy, I'ma rock it out
I'ma rock it out, I'ma rock it out
Yeah
Yeah
WRITERS
David Crooms, Jeleel Yussuf, Michael Goode Jr.
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING
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