8-3-2
Pull up to the club, I'm all iced out
And kick it, girl, you know what I'm about
Ooh, wanna see your thoughts to go there
Look, look at me once, but please don't stare
Up in the club and I see where I'm going
Got a bottle of berry and I'm about to get drunk
Where you, where you going, mommy?
I see you over there
I'll bag your thing up and move it over here
Call me, call me Thug Dirt, a.k.a. Go Get It
Bangy, bangy jumpsuit and a throwback fitting
Looking good, pockets fat, just came from the bank
Hook up, hook up with a broad, about to go have a drink
You say they out of business, man, we about to dip out
Happy hour, shitty anyway, let's hit another spot
I know the perfect place, we don't have to pay none
They pass dodo at the door just to get the * jumped
Party off the chain, no city
Sittin' down, everybody drunk
Couple people hittin' butts, couple people gettin' drunk
Couple dudes wavin' dollars like they bout to tip a stripper
And my dude's * up, he must can't take the liquor
Man, it's Friday night, after party in the hotel lobby, right?
If I take it off, then it's probably ice
Take em, take em with your girl, then you probably right
Man, it's on tonight, yeah
Pull up to the club, I'm all iced out
And, and, if you're girl, you know what I'm about
Who wanna see your thoughts to go there?
Look, look at me once, but please don't stare
I'm up in the club and I see what I want
Gotta follow up, baby, and I'm about to get strong
Where you, where you goin', mommy?
See you over there
I'll flag your thing up and move it over here
We hit the club, not carin' cause we young and we paid
In a real V-Rod match, and I'm in a V-Rod match
Now, age, you better watch your girl
Beepin' steady, starin' at the ice in my chain
Under me like she ain't got a mane
Don't need a mishap, don't get her took
You better take her home
Cause when they be rowin' the house
Every chick wanna get it on
Show that thong gon' make a nigga notice you quicker
Besides, we bought the bar, so everybody filled up with liquor
Tipped the waitress to bring some more cases
And glasses, H2O in the club, show they asses
Take over the masses
Pull these hoes like magnets
Show them a couple baggages
They instantly get a crack
Old, old school demeanor is gold and I spit game
Rods, broads fall in love and they wanna go get it, man
Club, a club, a second home, no matter the state of hood
Punch a, punch a nigga to the V-R and I'm good
Pull up to the club, I'm all iced out
And if you girl, you know what I'm about
Ooh, wanna see a party?
Thoughts to go there
Look at me once, but please don't stare
Up in the club and I see where I'm goin'
Got a bottle of bae and I'm about to get drunk
Where you goin', mami?
See you over there
Bag that thing up and move it over here
You can stunt for your health, but I'ma show up to shine
And hold it down, ten tens, let you sew up the nines
Oh, when they mine, know what they see in this?
There's the rocks and the white, there's the rocks and the white

It's two hundred watts like it was made by G and E
When I be in streets, I gotta hurt the spot
Employed with foreign cause
Peapod, they worked a lot, first one
Dirt, red candy, perc, vet, look how it hurt
Sets, pull out, and leave the whole earth wet
They tune in to new beans, throw out a few ends
White fish tellin', cause boss, those is two fiends
And what I sit in come from Britain
I can bet you a D, it still ain't gonna hide you from me
You're supposed to get in H2O Biggie in this ball of livin'
Stall a chicken, I done forgot how many of y'all I done been in
When I call attention, you can watch me and my team
Try to copy, heavy rope, lead the game like Monopoly
Pull up to the club, I'm all iced out
And kick it, girl, you know what I'm about
Who wanna see your thoughts, look over there
Look at me once, but please don't stare
I'm up in the club and I see where I'm going
Got a bottle of Bay and I'm about to get drunk
Where you going, mommy? See you over there