Thug section
par Plies
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[Intro:]
Ay dawg. if you lookin for plies in da club, know what I´m sayin. I´m easy to find bro. only thing u gotta look for is all da goons bro. I keep tellin ya´ll dawg. I´m opposite all them niggas ya´ll see on t.v. bro. I´m a tell u where I be at bro.
[Chorus: x2]
I don´t hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I´m posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I´m in the thug section.
[Verse:]
Wrong section, this ain´t where da cris get poured.
This where da pills get popped, dro get rolled.
Where the thugs posted and ducks get soaked.
Better keep ya head up and ya eyes open.
Might not wanna chill over here if ya ain´t dumpin.
If we don´t fuck with ya pussy nigga then keep floatin.
We gettin loose a lil bit, but everybody focused.
Cause everybody on yack and every body scopin.
Keep a unit in my face and back against the wall.
And hand on fire in case I gotta get off.
Ain´t nothin over here for ya but problems dawg.
Surrounded by all hood bitches, no model brawds.
[Chorus: x2]
I don´t hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I´m posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I´m in the thug section.
Ay dawg. if you lookin for plies in da club, know what I´m sayin. I´m easy to find bro. only thing u gotta look for is all da goons bro. I keep tellin ya´ll dawg. I´m opposite all them niggas ya´ll see on t.v. bro. I´m a tell u where I be at bro.
[Chorus: x2]
I don´t hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I´m posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I´m in the thug section.
[Verse:]
Wrong section, this ain´t where da cris get poured.
This where da pills get popped, dro get rolled.
Where the thugs posted and ducks get soaked.
Better keep ya head up and ya eyes open.
Might not wanna chill over here if ya ain´t dumpin.
If we don´t fuck with ya pussy nigga then keep floatin.
We gettin loose a lil bit, but everybody focused.
Cause everybody on yack and every body scopin.
Keep a unit in my face and back against the wall.
And hand on fire in case I gotta get off.
Ain´t nothin over here for ya but problems dawg.
Surrounded by all hood bitches, no model brawds.
[Chorus: x2]
I don´t hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I´m posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I´m in the thug section.