Out Of This Club Lyrics - Singles - Pussycat Dolls

Yeah, the rulerz 

ROB, Pussycats 

Got some money 

I'm in the club 

Toss the money 

Like [Incomprehensible] 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club? 

I wanna be with you 

Baby, let me take you out of this club 

I'll make your dreams come true 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club? 

I wanna be with you 

I smiled enough, I flirted enough 

I posed enough, got freaky enough 

Took pictures enough, conversated enough 

I sipped enough, I got enough 

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I see a cute boy chilling in some jeans and Tims 

I think I like him and I just might leave this club with him 

And his swagger tight, I'm feeling the tattoos on him 

Make me wanna, wanna, wanna walk out with him 

In the VIP like hey 

Dancing with my girls like hey 

Then I call him off to meet me 

I couldn't resist, so sexy 

DJ get on the mic, and then he said 

From the front to the rear 

Y'all ain't gotta go home 

But you gotta get the hell up outta here 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club? 

I wanna be with you 

Baby, let me take you out of this club 

I'll make your dreams come true 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club? 

I wanna be with you 

Photos 

I drank enough, I danced enough 

I partied enough, I sweated enough 

I stuttered enough, I flossed enough 

I snapped enough, two step enough 

Now I want this awesome woman up in this club 

And I like her and I wanna leave this club with her 

Ever since the mama broke it down to the floor 

I say she ready, she ready, she ready to go, to go 

And then I got behind her like hey 

She pushed it on me like hey 

And she ain't scared to get dirty 

Even though she's so purdy 

DJ get on the mic 

And give us head from the front to the rear 

Y'all ain't gotta go home 

But you gotta get the hell up outta here 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club? 

I wanna be with you 

Baby, let me take you out of this club 

I'll make your dreams come true 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club? 

I wanna be with you 

If you ain't got no money 

Take your broke ass home 

And if you ain't got no money 

Then you gon' be all alone 

They call me Mister Jones, aka Polow Da Don 

Aka Mister Patron aka Mister Put On 

Yeah, this star right here, something new 

I wanna cut you girl, like DJ Clue 

Make love to ya, hold up, where the bartender? 

Get the girl a drink, give her what she want 

I ain't ask you, just acting like I'm drunk 

And it works every time, ain't nothing wrong with me 

And now your girl going home with me 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club 

I wanna be with you 

Baby, let me take you out of this club 

I'll make your dreams come true 

Baby, won't you take me out of this club? 

I wanna be with you 

Baby, let me take you out of this club? 

I'll make your dreams come true 

ROB, ROB, ROB 

PCD, PCD, PCD