This is a song about "The club"

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Cant get no resident. i hit the club and spend your paycheck,

I left the club departing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Got my shirt off the club too packed

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

Gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady

Hit the club she drop it low

I miss you at my recent show

In the club like fuck it, though

I'll teach you how to take it slow

They like talking, its like gossip

She was the queen of the club