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Lynda - Lynda-Blue Jeans lyrics

Awright, awright

Awright, awright

Awright

Awright, awright

Awright, awright

Awright

Ladies and gentlemen!

T to the O to the Y to the A

J to the A-Z-Z E Pha

Woooooooo wee!

Awright, awright

Awright, awright

Awright

Awright, awright

Awright, awright

Awright

Bun B.... let's go

And we be clubbing all night, oh!

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 dont 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

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

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 cant 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

(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

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

(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

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, yeahT to the O to the Y to the A

J to the A-Z-Z E Pha

Woooooooo wee!

Bun B.... let's go

And we be clubbing all night, oh!

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