This is a song about "Being in the club"

She was the queen of the club

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

From now in the night you'll find me in the club with 50 cent

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

In the limelight being red hot

He say, she say, oh my god

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

Fuck a club, in the whip, windows up, blow o's

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Who's sneaking in the club?

I know you're mad, but so what

The hottest thing in the club ain't no falling in love

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough