Pull up to the club, valet parking, diamonds sparkling, the whole club is talking //
Like we that important, bodyguards escorting, too many cameras flashing my vision is distorting//Im ready to be seated, see the club owner we greeted, tells us anything we want we can have it if we needed, so we proceeded to the vip section, me and dazzle chillin groupies in every direction, the club pros we got this ish down to perfection, this is our life the way we live our profession, we know yall hate it and yall got aggression, but we don’t give a fuc look at our expression, we wiling, laughin joking smiling, carefree like we on vacation on an island, but we know yall haters profiling, but we aint new to this ish so we stay styling//only playas get chose, I told you we the club pros, never see us with no scrub hos, we bust them like bubbles, fuc with us its gone be trouble troubles// but lets keep moving, we in the booth with bottles of chriss lets keep grovin, we the best and its proven, theres no competition, 2003 bonny and clyde edition, all our diamonds glissen, but now its time to leave pull out the expedition, with spinners as toes, we always winners over foes, for the last time we aint beginners we pros

pretty tight im not into club ish biut i felt it