Uhh Huhh

[Chorus: Quez]
I hit the club stunting, I do it like it ain't nothing
Tell the DJ keep it running, and the bottles, keep them coming
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah
Then I hit the [?] mall, and you know I'm known to ball
[?]
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah

[Verse 1: Strap]
Well lock the door, it's finna get retarded
Travis Porter here, finna get the party started
We hit the club, never wait in line
[?] get up out my mind
Teach you how to shine, thousand in the air
Travis Porter stupid, we got money over here
[?] shawty say she wanna go
[?] blow
[?]

[Chorus: Quez]
I hit thе club stunting, I do it like it ain't nothing
Tell the DJ keep it running, and thе bottles, keep them coming
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah
Then I hit the [?] mall, and you know I'm known to ball
[?]
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah

[Verse 2: J Money]
It's Travis Porter, J Money, yeah, we kickin it
All the [?] it
True Religion, Gucci, [?] futuristic shit
'Cause this is how we play [?] keep the girl diggin it
And it ain't shit to stack the money, real talk
A hundred bands a day, make a hundred bands tomorrow
Excuse me DJ, play this thing one mo gen
We throwing money in the air, there's plenty more to spend

[Chorus: Quez]
I hit the club stunting, I do it like it ain't nothing
Tell the DJ keep it running, and the bottles, keep them coming
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah
Then I hit the [?] mall, and you know I'm known to ball
[?]
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah

[Verse 3: Ali]
We up in here, Travis Porter up in here
[?] up in here, you know that Ali up in here
Oh yeah, he up in here, yeah, he got that [?] in here
He got that kush rolled up, that's what's up in here
[?] got the weed, got the bitches
Got these hoes, got the pussy
[?]
See [?] on the floor, [?] go
[?] some more
[?]

[Chorus: Quez]
I hit the club stunting, I do it like it ain't nothing
Tell the DJ keep it running, and the bottles, keep them coming
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah
Then I hit the [?] mall, and you know I'm known to ball
[?]
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah

[Verse 4: Quez]
[?], and American Egle
Everybody look, how I [?] there we go
Fly like a seagulle, can't nobody see me
I don't give a fuck, 'cause can't nobody be me
Travis Porter cold, Travis Porter hold
Loly gagging in the club and pointing at the hoes
Oh
And I always rock Levis
Pray for him once, I ain't never did [?]

[Chorus: Quez]
I hit the club stunting, I do it like it ain't nothing
Tell the DJ keep it running, and the bottles, keep them coming
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah
Then I hit the [?] mall, and you know I'm known to ball
[?]
Uh huh
Yeah
Well uh huh
Yeah