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All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice

Ladies in the club shake your body like dice

My kind of jam so we're doing it right

Yo, who got the inflow keeping it tight

Lisa Maffia

Remember i told you, I'm a soldier

Drop this in the club and it's all over

It's all over

It's all over



Tonight leave out the crib with the Gucci prize

Christian Dior boots, Fendi life

Then be my girls roll up in the night

Outside the club security tight

Skip through the queue to the door on the right

Up on the floor by the bar what do you like

Time out bezzel techno ice

I'm in the wrong room this is techno night

Into room two playing joints i like

Breakers being Harlem shaking all night

And if you're in the mood grip left and right

Party all night we don't want to fight

Solid we buy bars for the crew in sight

In the VIP Dready be bringing the vibes

One glass of verve two shots of ice

Ladies shake your ass all night



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Lisa say its all over

Me done tell ya bout how a skyla, skyla

Don't watch dem gals dem a filler, filler

Look like some old school thriller, thriller

Why is there no champagne in the chiller

My flows you don't know them be iller

If you no cook you no get no dinner

Me lose ya mind me a winner, winner



Move your nastiness

You can't chat to this

Respect this

Recognise this

Realise this

A big bad blows meat interprise this

So solid hot, cannot despise this

you cant hide this

you cannot deprive this

we move fast so you cannot collide this

Everything right so you can't rectify this

Ha, you're an idiot

Lisa come done this



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-acap