Intro
Jazze:
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Ladies and gentlemen!

Bun B:
T to the O to the Y to the A
J to the A-Z-Z E Pha
Jazze:
Woooooooo wee!
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Bun B:
Bun B.... let's go
And we be clubbing all night, oh!

Verse 1
I pulled, I pulled, I
pulled, I pulled,
I pulled up in my sl 6
My drop top down on
my h-town chick
Rims shine dem thangs
so clean don't hate cuz
my risk on freeze
Uh, I got em all in da mix
Is lookin at me
"like __ who is
dis"
Uh, I got my gurl wit me
We lookin pretty in vip

Chorus
I tear the club up
Shake the clup up
Rip the club up
Its a clubber
So jus stand up and
Show yo gurl love
All my ladies throw yo hands up
(everybody in the club)
Jus dance for me
(everybody to the floor)
Jus dance for me
(everybody to the bar)
Shawty drinks on me
Shawty dance for me

Verse 2
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
we got the club
crackin
I got my song comin on
And its da weekend, yea
Gonna do it real big
Party packed to the max
can't nobody get in
Yea, I look so fly tonight
U can call jazze pha
Its goin down tonight
I got my girls wit me
N u knoe we gonna keep it sexy

Chorus

Bridge with Jazze (Toya)
(Tear the club up)
awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/4ZLoAwright, awright
(Tear the club up)
do it shawty, shake
it shawty
Do it shawty, shake it shawty
Do it shawty, shake it
And shake it, shawty do it
(Tear the club up)
awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
(Tear the club up)
do it shawty, shake
it shawty
Do it shawty, shake it shawty
(Ohhhhh whoaaa) do it
shawty, shake it
And shake it, shawty do it

Rap
Bun B (Jazze)
(Ladies and
gentlemen!) We in the
club
(Introducing) We in the club
(Bun B... U (U) G (G) K
(K)) We in the club
We in the... we in the...
We in the club and we got
it off the chain
I got ballers and all
the list of V.I.P.
with me, man (wooo
wee)
And we making it rain,
throwing up that
cheddar
Popping bottles with
boppers that look like
bottles that are even
better
I don't rock the coogi
sweater, just dickies
and a white tee
And every playa with
me looking g'd up like
me (already)
it's H-Town's finest
with P-H trilling
Now gon' put ya deuces
in the air if ya feel
me
Come on

Chorus (ad-libs)
Tear the club up
Ohhh
Whoaaaaa
Ohhh
Everybody to the floor
Oh
Oh oh oh oh
He-hey
All my ladies
Everybody to the floor
Just dance with me, yeah

Ending
Jazze:Ladies and gentlemen!

Bun B:
T to the O to the Y to the A
J to the A-Z-Z E Pha
Jazze:
Woooooooo wee!
Bun B:
Bun B.... let's go
And we be clubbing all night, oh!