chat these bitches up. I'm standing in the club. I'm standing in the club. But the DJ sucks. So why am I in the club. This room is so hot. The girls are so not. And I can't find my friends. It's
. Runnin', runnin' red. The bullet that you asked for. Killing you to death. Unless you. Someone kill the DJ, shoot the f*cking DJ. Someone kill the DJ, shoot the f*cking DJ. Someone kill the DJ, shoot the f
like the heat of a thousand fires The heat of a thousand fires Ain't no cryin' in the club, hey, hey Let the beat carry Your tears as they fall, baby Ain't no cryin' in the club, hey, hey With a little
