Leave The Club (feat. Lil Durk & GloRilla) (Explicit)

Buss it open show me babe
Ooh baby please
Buss it open show me babe
Ooh baby please
Buss it for a real player
Ooh baby please
I want you how I want you
Ooh baby please
Oh oh oh
Yeah yeah
I wanna leave the club right now
Yeah
Tell you n***as in the club to pipe down
I wanna leave the club right now
She want me flip her upside down
Yeah
I wanna leave the club right now
She a freak when you not around
You pulled up tipsy oh yeah
I ain't gotta take it to the head
Let's go
She doin' whatever to get in my bed
Got me like "Here we go again"
Ooh ooh-ooh ooh ooh
I wanna leave the club right now babe
Ooh ooh-ooh ooh ooh
I wanna leave the club right now
I'm feelin' this **** it's thumpin'
But I'm finna get you out of here
Get you out of here
Don't know how you got to the function
Get you out of here
But I'm finna get you out of here
Out of here
Ooh baby please
Buss it open show me babe
Ooh baby please
Buss it for a real player
Ooh baby please
I want you how I want you
Ooh baby please
Smurk
V.I.P. I'm off the mud right now
My ***** text my phone "Leave the club right now"
Make excuse the kids need me I'ma do it right now
Quarter ticket for the backend goin' to court right now
They sayin' gotta watch they stories
Told me if I lied then she probably turn to Lori
Your friends over there when I pull up we havin' orgies
I don't care if your finsta page private don't record me 'cord me
Smurk Richie my arm
I can't **** a ***** who said some slick **** to Don
No cash on me I just had a scammer get a room
Innocent in the club but she wanna try shrooms
Uh I want a cougar
Thirsty to leave I'ma hop in a Uber
If you ever heard I ****** your friends that's a rumor
But I
We ain't leavin' the club right now ****
Ooh baby please
Buss it open show me babe
Ooh baby please
Buss it for a real player
Bet up on my Rosé and I'm 'bout to leave the section
See me after hours I left the club with extras
Speedin' down that highway it's lookin' kinda reckless
GloRilla
One hand on that wheel got one hand on the TECs
On the gang
If I text you "Where you at"
You got ten minutes 'fore you miss out
Where you at
Come home drunk as hell I'm like "You better have that d**k out"
Come here
Wet floor sign this p***y that's a warnin' it might slip out
Gettin' backshots from my whoopty-woop
My n***a think I'm still out
He d**k me down and take my soul he tryna make me stalk him
Phew
Little do he know after I leave I'm finna block him
N***as gon' be n***as who the **** am I to stop 'em
Ayy book me for a show
It's forty K for me to rock out on the gang
Buss it for a real player
Buss buss it for a real player
Buss buss it for a real player