Quick rap As Club Manager

Don’t play with fools must obey the rules or leave the club
Can’t squeeze and hug a girl in here you better freeze your love

Habits, thugs don’t grab it in here, you can flow reminiscing but
No kissing, my job in despair while music revolve the air by cuts
From DJ as a club manager I’m a scrub damager that kick butts

Girls twisting and strut butt hey yall listen up, must buy drinks
Try link to her soul use dye or ink write a love letter get winks
Can deal with cutie but don’t feel the booty there’s kinks

In your game ask her name don’t let the affair shatter your
Air bladder, sip some rum and coke can’t be dumb folk pour

Her cup, but your place at school in to embrace the rule and
Taste the cruel fuel of love high octane in your tank and plan

To win her love, begin to thug wear blings and share things