Traxx FDR - Club On Lock lyrics

[Hook: Matt Blaque] Baby got the club on lock V.I.P. with the bottles getting popped That's what I like to see (drank-drank got the club on lock) Go lil mama go, go, go, go, go (drank-drank got the club on lock) Go lil mama go Shawty got it all turnt up Rocking with her girls looking good as f** That's what I like to see (drank-drank got the club on lock) Go lil mama go, go, go, go, go (drank-drank got the club on lock) Go lil mama go [Verse 1: E-40] Ooh! She running her phone so she got the building on lock The other girls mad because she bad and they not I'm on her I'm at her I'm on the case immediately Try'na do some things you can see on regular TV Parental guidance rated X, not rated PG Take her to the double tree and spread her legs like a V-neck A couple of hours after we meet She had a tattoo on her coochie that read 'slippery when wet' I left a good taste in her mouth after I head Sat on the edge on the couch and smoked a spliff Felt hella guilty after I played her my b**h But at least it was worth it mane, her coochie was the sh** [Hook: Matt Blaque] [Verse 2: Laroo] She got it Lil mama got the club on lock, look Cameras follow her through the club she photogenic Them b**hes rocking knock-offs but her bag authentic Club lock I unlock it the crowd shift The blood pre-roll yack guzzle I read lips She want a n***a with Rocky Mountains like Colorado Girl s**y as f** the seven in the Tahoe Hard-hitter I teach em how to reverse count Club smashed street n***as with larger mouths She allergic to lames she wanna P And all my P partners know the terminology Look, operation pull that a** over black and white Gas b**hes I'm on a petal, like a bike Yeah, yeah [Hook: Matt Blaque] [Verse 3: E-40] She got the club on lock Her booty pop pa** so her natural and organic The thickest broad I ever seen the biggest bu*t on the planet I'm try'na stick it and ram it I wanna plug it and jam it A whole lot to handle but I think I can handle it She go to work every day, she got her own cake After the perfect push-up, she get me off like a shake way Go to City College, all about her cash Every Tuesday and Thursday she teach a pole-dancing cla** She got game, she from Cali All the ballers wanna be her baby daddy She ain't shame, she a freak She f**ing up the leather on my seats Beatch! [Hook: Matt Blaque]