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Eether boy! Dj self! Ooooooh! [Chorus: x4] No wifin in the club Gimme 20 dollarz! Gimme 20 dollarz! Gimme 20 dollarz! [Verse 1:] No wifing in the club! Rose got me bent all night I've been watchin u got short pinned all night She a barbie and u been playin kent all night You a sucka she got you for your rent all night Play ya position in the club or gimme 20 dollarz No kissin in the club or gimme 20 dollarz No trickin in the club or gimme 20 dollarz You on a mission in the club so gimme (hey!) 20 dollarz [Hook:] No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) (They ain't ready-ready!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) SongtexteNo (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) [Verse 2:] No wifin in the club! I can't cuff in the club, I ain't officer ricky JH flashy, fly like a frisbee Tea Bagz the movement, ya'll still with me (I'm still here) The boy shake down, we runz the cityy You know the motto, we keepz it gwinnin Rose bottles, yes we sippin Haze in the air [cough cough], yes we piffin Told you before, still dippin like lipton [Chorus x4] [Verse 3:] No wifin in the club! Nah gimme 20 dollarz for all you trickin Gimme 20 dollarz for Mmm Mmm kissin All you lovers, ya'll do the wifin I'll be the plumber, I'll do the pipin Tea Bag boys, sippin on bubb Usher ass niggahz makin love in the club Big big tipper, Me Cafe Bitch don't like me then she must (hey!) be gay [Hook:] No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) (They ain't ready-ready!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) [Verse 4:] No wifin in the club! DJ Self, sittin in a tree, k-I-s-s-I-n-g I won't eat her, I just beat her I call her a spare tire, pull her out when I need her And she sneaky (sneaky), real sneaky (sneaky) All the Tea Bag boyz call her freaky Straight to the telly, never pass no dub Cause you never see self in the club in lovee [Chorus x4] [Verse 5:] No wifin in the club! You put me in a pot, I'm boiling hot (hot!) You wanna shop, girl I hope you got(got!) Me a trick, I think that's not (nope!) Fuck with Sha, I have you on the block (uh-huh!) Poppy stop, a hundred on the spot (wooo!) Bring it back so I could stack (like this!) Bring that ass so I could slap (like that!) Sha money, just like that (Uhh!) [Hook:] No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) (They ain't ready-ready!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) No (no) hand (hand) cuffin in the club! (club!) [Verse 6:] No wifin in the club! No handcuffin, it's over for that wife shit I'm on my jerk dog, fuck two dyke shit Tall, red bone, 6'2" blonde nice tits And they got they own cush, just how I like it It's kingking no buying shots of patron I got the cali burner, one more round and I'm gone Young Tea Bag Picasso and pimpin is my art So save that holdin hand shit for ya man in central park [x4:] No wifin in the club Gimme 20 dollarz! Gimme 20 dollarz! Gimme 20 dollarz! Aus Songtexte Mania