Don Toliver - Leave The Club Text

Songtext zu Leave The Club

[Part I]

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
Buss it open, show me, babe (Ooh, baby, please)
Buss it open, show me, babe (Ooh, baby, please)
Buss it for a real player (Ooh, baby, please)
I want you how I want you (Ooh, baby, please, oh-oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
I wanna leave the club right now (Right now, yeah)
Tell you niggas in the cut to pipe down (Pipe down)
I wanna leave the club right now
She want me to the upside down (Yeah)

I wanna leave the club right now
She a freak when you not around
You pulled up tipsy, oh, yeah
I ain't gotta take it to the head (Let’s go)
She doin' whatever to get in my bed
Got me like, "Here we go again" (Yeah, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
I wanna leave the club right now, babe (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
I wanna leave the club right now
I'm feelin’ this shit is thumbin'
But I'm finna get you out of here (Get you out of here)
Don't know how you got to the function (Get you out of here)
But I'm finna get you out of here (Out of here)

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Lil Durk]
(Ooh, baby, please)
Buss it open, show me babe (Ooh, baby, please)
Buss it for a real player (Ooh, baby, please)
I want you how I want you (Ooh, baby, please, Smurk)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk & Don Toliver]
V.I.P., I'm off the mud right now
My bitch text my phone, "Leave the club right now"
Make excuse, the kids need me, I'ma do it right now
Quarter ticket for the backend, goin' to court right now
They sayin’, gotta watch they stories
Told me if I lied, then she probably tryna lure me
Your friends over there, when I pull up we havin’ orgies
I don't care if your Finsta page private, don’t record me, 'cord me
Smurk, Richard my arm
I can't fuck a bitch who said some slick shit to Don
No cash on me, I just had a scammer get a room
Innocent in the club, but she wanna try shrooms
Uh, I want a cougar, thirsty to leave, I'ma hop in a Uber
If you ever heard I fucked your friends, that’s a rumor
But I— (We ain't leavin' the club right now, fuck)

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
(Ooh, baby, please)
Buss it open, show me babe (Ooh, baby, please)
Buss it for a real player


[Part II]

[Intro: Don Toliver]
Bet up on my Rosé and I'm 'bout to leave the section
See me after hours, I left the club with extras
Speedin' down that highway, lookin' kinda reckless
One hand on that wheel, got one hand on the TECs

[Verse: GloRilla]
If I text you "Where you at?", you got two minutes 'fore you miss out (Where you at?)
Come on drunk as hell, I'm like "You better have that dick out" (Come here)
We finna sign this pussy, that's a warnin', you might slip out
Get backshots from my whoopty-woop, my nigga think I'm still out
He dick me down and take my soul, he tryna make me stalk him (Phew)
Little do he know after I leave I'm finna block him
Niggas gon' be niggas, who the fuck am I to stop 'em?
Ayy, book me for a show, it's forty K for me to rock out on the gang

[Outro: Don Toliver]
Buss it for a real player, buss, buss it for a real player
Buss, buss it for a real player

Don Toliver - Leave The Club Songtext

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Album: Love Sick (2023)

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