Koto - CLUB!

Fresh to death in this plain white tee
Imma bucket, fuck it: feel like Curry with three
We finna get to Law and Order; sipping Iced Tea (Ice-T)
Im gettin lit in da club why you tryna fight me?
Stretch it, stretch it, stretch ya arms just like Rayman
If you cant go to work baby you cannot hang then
KOTO, motherfucka playin hangman
If she think she picture perfect she aint even in the frame man
Bitch is squeaky clean like she walked up out the tub
That bitch is not my lady man these hoes cant get enough
I make that money flip, money flip, the price aint adding up
And baby imma flirt, Im not tryna fall in love
Twerk! Werk! Werk!
Tell me what's the word?!
(Werk Werk Werk!)
They be flocking like. a bird
(Werk! Werk! Werk!)
And my vision getting blurred
(Werk! Werk! Werk!)
Ay *Whew*
They way you move it baby girl you a ten
I'm tryna take you back to my place where it ends
You can go and call one up, baby girl I got a friend
Silly swag, silly swag! They fuck with the trend
Look, let's keep it real you not my girl let's not pretend
My vision blurred, speech is slurred can't right through the tent
Went and got this shit to work, now im counting dividends
Hit a milli back to back, should've never let me in
(Guess I never gave damn when I walk inside the club
I never gave a damn when I walk inside the club
Never gave a fuck when I walk inside the club
Watch me hit my dance when I walk inside the club
Baby go to work when they see me in the club
Baby hit the dance when they see me in the club
Throw it back, twerk, when I walk inside the club
Baby hit that dance when I walk inside the club)

Written by:
KOTO KOTO

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