Ya, what's up?
That's what I'm sayign though,
We gotta hurry up so we can go to the club ^!$$%, (2 Chainz)


RIP We just killed the club,
Drink patron out the bottle almost killed a thug

When I'm so high, I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in here, I don't feel the love


[Hook:]
RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What)
RIP, We just killed the club,

Drink patron to the head, almost killed a thug (Let's goo)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]

I'm in a brand new dropped top rari with three (*##$es
Tired of being in middle trial with three snitches
And I hit up every club in your city where ^!$$%s at?

I be in every club in the hood, where ^!$$%s at?
Pulled up, jumped out stuntin like I was Baby
On my cocaine cowboy %#@!, like in the 80's

Who da ^!$$% think he is? Slick Rick or Danny Dane
Think he Rakim or something, look at his chain
YSL from head to toe, I'm Dougie Fresh

Lookin like I came to play Mitchell and Ness
Any ^!$$% with a watch like that he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him


[Hook: x2]
RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What)

RIP, We just killed the club,
Drink patron to the head, almost killed a thug (Let's goo)


[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I'm gone, don't know where I'm going
Pockets on extra big, they on Samoan

Got some bad (*##$es off in my section, just let some more in
And every ^!$$% that came here with me, kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around like we Jamaican

Whole pounds strapped up in this (*##$ like we so Haitian
She got good head, good brains, good education
I'm drunker than a mother $#&@er heres the situation

1: 45 AM the knob broken, by the time a ^!$$% get to the crib the mall open
Man the nerve of this high $$# (*##$, she on the molly
She said she want me to call her Ms. Berry, she think she Halle


[Hook: x2]
RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What)

RIP, We just killed the club,
Drink patron to the head, almost killed a thug (Let's goo)


[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
(2 Chainz) Got a pocket full of dead bread
Attached to your girl like a jpeg

Party scene turn to a murder scene
Keep %#@!tin on ^!$$%s, need potty train
Turn up, colligreen

I'm on gasoline and I'm on that promethazine
Life ain't nuthin but a G thang, switch lane, get brain
Hand down her g-string

I'm the type ^!$$% that's built to last
You $#&@ with me, I put my foot in your $$#
I got a million in stash, I stack my money so tall

That you might need a giraffe, when you was counting this cash, ^!$$%

[Hook: x2]

RIP, RIP, RIP (yeah) RIP (What)
RIP, We just killed the club,
Drink patron to the head, almost killed a thug (Let's goo)