when i pull up at the club lyrics

Does it real good
Does it real good

Now when I pull up at the club I'm lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy-seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 could it be my Cadillac wit 20-inch rolls?
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 went gold?
Whatever it be like y'all jaw 'cause I don't stop
Continuously to make the hoe drawers drop, yeah

I used to always wonder why my girls have fits
When I walk up out the mall they be lookin' at me pissed
Maybe just becuz I ball ridin' eight or nine whips
And my name is Juicy J and I ain't payin' no bitch

When I was broke as a joke they didn't wanna get wit 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 lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 drippin' stains off the frame when I'm switchin' lanes
I'm in the slab glass house swangin' grippin' grain
They tellin' me I'm the mane stangin' licks to make a gain
Livin' life in the fast lane gettin' money I can't complain

These boppers see me ridin' swangin' wanna taste the fame
But you gotta break that bread wit me baby I'm married to the game
I fell in love wit stackin' change I'm addicted to countin' cash
I ain't worried about naan ho I ain't concerned wit naan ass

I'm 'bout that dollar get it right I'm not out here lookin' 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 lovin' break bread girl you a customer

Now when I pull up at the club I'm lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 a 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'ma hit then I'm out it
I'm just like Jody out the back door see
Hidin' my face 'cause her old man know me

Now when I pull up at the club I'm lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-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 lookin' so clean
Se-se-seventy seven cut, dog painted lime green
T-t-today I'm married and my wife don't play
If you want me to treat you ugly bitch you gotta pay

Does it real good
Does it real good
Does it real good
Does it real good