Drinks Up

Lyrics

[Chorus: Bobby V] All of my girls, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up? All of my thugs, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up? [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Hit the club, iced out, ball all night Strip club daily, Gucci So Icy Never seen a redbone I didn't like Cute face, small waist, that's my type I've been looking at her watch me all night I'm so fly, but she's so tight All the girls in the club, put your drinks up Summertime [?] suits [?] minked up [Chorus: Bobby V] All of my girls, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up? All of my thugs, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up? [Verse 2: Bobby V] I pull up to the club, with the buttons on the [?] Beating down the block, while I'm riding to this Nitty beat Hop out the rocks, skip the line, straight to V.I.P Step in the club, and you know the girls is choosing me Choosing me, choosing me She blinded by my jewelry Pulling on me, tugging on me, she can't get enough of me Touching me, luckily, she might be coming home with me Call your friends and tell them that it's going down in the club [Chorus: Bobby V] All of my girls, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up? All of my thugs, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up? [Verse 3: Yung Joc] Pull up in the [?], old school 'bout 10 on Stacks in the pocket, how many? About ten of them Need a booth with bottles of Goose, give me 'bout ten of them Chicks on deck, you know the rest, 'bout ten of them Bobby singing sweet, nothing's all that they hear My dawg Gucci saw a couple browns over here Pop one, pop two, watch me do it, [?] Two heads are better than one, high IQ [Chorus: Bobby V] All of my girls, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up? All of my thugs, up in the club Put your drinks up Shawty, what's up?