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Kimezaa - AT THE CLUB Lyrics



Kimezaa - AT THE CLUB Lyrics




[ Featuring YNLSTACKINGBNDZ. ]

We got players we got gangsters at the club
A few bad bitches at the club
Popping bottles all night at the club
Spend some money
Spend some dollars at the club
Pour all this money like it's champagne
Pour all this money like it's champagne
Pour all this money like it's champagne
Pour all this money like it's champagne

Pour it up like Riri
Make it fast like Jesus
We pull up in fast cars
Moving fast in sequence
Throw me back that fat ass
And make it clap for the realest
Bring me back to good timеs
Then take me back to businеss

Keep you distance if you fake
Don't waste my precious time
Using all my fxckin patience
Show your real colors
Instead of faking your intentions
Tell me how you feel
Instead of hiding your emotions
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Show your real colors
Instead of faking your intentions
Tell me how you feel
Instead of hiding your emotions

Money callin
I don't need problems
I'm to exhausted
To keep up with your nonsense
I'm chasing paper
See ya later
Save me all that bullshxt
Call me when it's over
Call me when sober
I rather deal with problems
When I'm sober
I'm too lit baby and I'm turned up
I ain't going down now
Unless you give me top first

Pour it up like Riri
Make it fast like Jesus
We pull up in fast cars
Moving fast in sequence
Throw me back that fat ass
And make it clap for the realest
Bring me back to good times
Then take me back to business
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We got players we got gangsters at the club
A few bad bitches at the club
Popping bottles all night at the club
Spend some money
Spend some dollars at the club
Pour all this money like it's champagne
Pour all this money like it's champagne
Pour all this money like it's champagne
Pour all this money like it's champagne

Pour it up like Riri
Make it fast like Jesus
We pull up in fast cars
Moving fast in sequence
Throw me back that fat ass
And make it clap for the realest
Bring me back to good timеs
Then take me back to businеss

Keep you distance if you fake
Don't waste my precious time
Using all my fxckin patience
Show your real colors
Instead of faking your intentions
Tell me how you feel
Instead of hiding your emotions
You might also like

Show your real colors
Instead of faking your intentions
Tell me how you feel
Instead of hiding your emotions

Money callin
I don't need problems
I'm to exhausted
To keep up with your nonsense
I'm chasing paper
See ya later
Save me all that bullshxt
Call me when it's over
Call me when sober
I rather deal with problems
When I'm sober
I'm too lit baby and I'm turned up
I ain't going down now
Unless you give me top first

Pour it up like Riri
Make it fast like Jesus
We pull up in fast cars
Moving fast in sequence
Throw me back that fat ass
And make it clap for the realest
Bring me back to good times
Then take me back to business
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Writer: Nabele Lusolo Yeo, Levi Constant Kim-Eza
Copyright: Lyrics © Broma 16

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Performed By: Kimezaa
Featuring: YNLSTACKINGBNDZ.
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Nabele Lusolo Yeo, Levi Constant Kim-Eza

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