I Love That Lyrics - Bun B

It's going down like it always do 

I'm bout to hit em front dow, front row with tha crew 

I pull up the Valey in the 09' Cedes 

And turn up heads up all the fly ladies 

I lift the dows out, then lift the dows up 

Step out the car and the whole world slows up 

I show up, like a certified pro 

Lookin like slow motion when I heads to the dow 

I walk right pass the line to the route 

Everybody's fallin back (like I'm the mothafuckin'? po?) 

And it's not even the question, if I finna bring the strap in 

And try to pass it out, like it ain't finna happen 

To the bar all eyes on Bee-da 

To the haters and the fly momma see-ta 

And trust me mayne when the club gets big 

You ain't even gotta ask I luv this shit 

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The club is packed, the bottles is poppin 

We make it rain when them models be droppin mayne 

(I Luv That Shit) Ladies shakin they backs 

And all the Players and the pimpes gettin heart-attacks, come on 

(I Luv That Shit) Ayyo DJ turn it up 

(I Luv That Shit) You gotta beat, then let's burn it up 

You know we do it B.I.G. 

So come and holla at a playa in tha V.I.P. 

UGK we in da house fosho 

I'm bout to crank this thang up, and you already know 

We in the club lookin like new money 

Put cha stunna shades on cause the ice to sunny 

Me and my partners posted up at the bar 

And we bout to buy it out, for the price of your car 

All the aces shades, all the Rozay 

All the cerical white and patrone, OK 

We sending out ice buckets by the dozens 

I match em out to my dawgs and my cousins 

The whole club full of smoke and we buzzin' 

It's going down in it mayne, you thought we wasn't 

Moving through the club like a? carka? line 

See the baddest lil mama legs long and fine 

And she like 'I love your folks are they? gonna follow B? ' 

I tell ya 'In the VIP, mommy follow me 

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The club is packed, the bottles is poppin 

We make it rain when them models be droppin mayne 

(I Luv That Shit) Ladies shakin they backs 

And all the Players and the pimpes gettin heart-attacks, come on 

(I Luv That Shit) Ayyo DJ turn it up 

(I Luv That Shit) You gotta beat, then let's burn it up 

You know we do it B.I.G. 

So come and holla at a playa in tha V.I.P. 

It ain't no party but a Trill ass party, cause the Trill ass party don't stop 

Mayne it ain't no shorty like a Trill ass shorty, cause the Trill ass shorty goin drop 

Goin drop it down low, to the flow, make it pop 

I'm on the watch you hour, show me what chu got 

Now goin work that, and twerk that 

Now wiggle it around baby churk that 

Now toot it up, and boot it up 

I'm cocked and loaded so I'm a shoot it up 

Now grind it, dirty wine it 

Now back it up, while I get behind it 

Now go ahead and do your thang girl 

Let it loose, let it go, let it hang girl 

And shake what your momma gave ya for daddy 

And maybe you can ride shotgun in the caddy, come on 

[x2:] 

The club is packed, the bottles is poppin 

We make it rain when them models be droppin mayne 

(I Luv That Shit) Ladies shakin they backs 

And all the Players and the pimpes gettin heart-attacks, come on 

(I Luv That Shit) Ayyo DJ turn it up 

(I Luv That Shit) You gotta beat, then let's burn it up 

You know we do it B.I.G. 

So come and holla at a playa in tha V.I.P.