This is a song about "Bitches in da club"

Party in your head there a club in your dread

And don't perform after him or you might regret

They say no fighting in da club so i broght my matic

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Feuding over their underground crown in a fight club

Who's sneaking in the club?

Well, um, there's a but

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Stimulating night in club type of fact