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When I Pull Up At Teh Club Lyricsby Three 6 Mafia Buy album CD: The Most Known Unknown Does it real good Does it real good Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Can it be my rolls that pull all these hoes Or can it be my Cadillac with 20-inch vogues Can it be my mansion in Memphis jacuzzi Or could it be my crib in Florida on the beach Can it be the ten million records that I sold Or can it be the first one that ever go gold Whatever it be like y'all jaw 'cause I don't stop Continuously to make a ho draws drop, yeah I used to always wonder why my girls have fits When I walk up out the mall they be looking at me pissed Maybe just because I ball riding eight or nine whips And my name is Juicy J and I ain't paying no bitch When I was broke as a joke they didn't wanna get with me Till I bought a maybach now they all wanna lick me Wit a playboy mansion downtown in the city And the hoes lined up like ninety centy pennies Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay I got the candy dripping stains off the frame when I'm switching lanes I'm in the slab glass house swanging gripping grain They telling me I'm the mane stanging licks to make a gain Living life in the fast lane getting money I can't complain These boppers see me riding swanging wanna taste the fame But you gotta break that bread with me baby I'm married to the game I fell in love with stacking change I'm addicted to counting cash I ain't worried bout naan ho I ain't concerned wit naan ass I'm 'bout that dollar get it right I'm not out here looking for a wife I'm out here on that top flight on the grind all day and night I'm a baller, I'm a pimp, I'm a thug and I'm a hustler If you want some of this loving break bread girl you a customer Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay See she's a freak ho let me tell you all about it I met her in the valley and the valley ain't Cali She tried to act shy but I knew she was 'bout it Hotter than a summer day when it ain't cloudy She say she want cheese but that's no doubt it She just another ho I'mma hit then I'm out it I'm just like jody out the back door see Hiding my face 'cause her old man know me Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Now when I pull up at the club I'm looking so clean Se-se-seventy seven cut dog painted lime green To-to-today I'm married and my wife don't play If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay Does it look good, does it look good Does it look good, does it look good
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