Kevin Turner - Gone Lyrics

Gone in the club
Lil' mama lookin fine oh yeah
Speeding in my zone
Yokohamas on my tires yeah
Sipping on patron
With my ice, sip the finest yeah I know she like my ice
Flashing lights, no roulette oh yeah
Gone in the club
Lil' mama lookin fine oh yeah
Speeding in my zone
Yokohamas on my tires yeah (Oh yeah)
Sipping on patron
With my ice, sip the finest yeah I know she like my ice
Flashing lights, no roulette oh yeah
Pulled up to the party Dior down, nigga dripped out (Dripped out)
Bitches turning heads, I be styling when I come round (Come round)
Shorties come in spades, niggas tryna join the clique now (Uh, huh)
Playing with the gang ain't no fighting, now it's sticks out
Im too gone to argue so just pour another label (Pour another label)
Choppa get to squeezing if you ask about my pesos (Ask about my pesos)
Styrofoam is muddy and I'm smoking different flavors
Damn she twerk to every song, I might take her home for later
Run up them bands till the end of the night
Pour up a four of codeine with my Sprite
I took your girl I'm not being polite
She getting real close and she gripping my sides
Watch your advance, yeah my diamonds they bite
Roll with my squad, now you know it's on sight
Yeah I'm high as bird, yeah I'm high as kite
Hit it once, hit it twice now I'm skipping red lights
Gone in the club
Lil' mama lookin fine oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Speeding in my zone
Yokohamas on my tires yeah
Sipping on patron
With my ice, sip the finest yeah I know she like my ice
Flashing lights, no roulette oh yeah
Gone in the club
Lil mama lookin fine oh yeah
Speeding in my zone
Yokohamas on my tires yeah (On my tires, yeah)
Sipping on patron
With my ice, sip the finest yeah I know she like my ice
Flashing lights, no roulette oh yeah
(On my tires, yeah)