Lyrics In da Club - Ludacris , Lil Jon , R. Kelly

Hey, hey, boom boom, hey hey, boom boom
Hey hey, boom boom, hey hey, boom boom

What are we doing tonight baby?
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get big in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club

Now we about to show ya how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she's staking it
She don't need no introduction, she's a diamond of dough
And I don't mean no janet, other way she mopping the floor
Tattoo on her back's saying ready to go
Man this girl must be a pimp the way I'm ready too hoe
I'm going to take you out to ghetto girl around the globe
We can the kitchen door so we around the stove
In the chumps we chilling in some hotel room
I put her towels on her body and massage her toes
There ain't nothing like some sex on a friday night
But then again nothing like some sex in any night
After that gotta go got appointments girl
I'm a doctor, I got other clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog your cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight
From ATL we about to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?

'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get big in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club

Hey Kelly!
Oh damn! There go expensive Chris
At the bar buyin' all the most expensive shit
And his car always got the most expensive kit
So his gun always got the most extended clip
Hey! Luda Luda, I'm built to last
Nicknamed double barrel and I'm build to blast
Since your girl ain't a freak, well you gotta convince me
Cause I'm all up in the pimp getting straight lewinsky
And smoking some of that kill bill
Ten bill motherfucker I'm still trill
Can't part with the women that like the dick
Refuse to cut my hair like Michael Vick
Dirty bird even judges say the burns are dirty
We the reason that the clubs start closing early
Walk up and watch the crowd start moving quick
And I ain't gotta pay the DJ to play my shit

Yeah, hey, hey, hey
Will the bull pimp come man I'm sloppy drunk
I don't broke into club it's the king of crunk
Let the anal way find, and I'ma put more flow
Throw some ass in my lap and I'm good to go
I spread a shined out bottle, crack a beer
While the ladies all rubbin' my neck and beard
No need to even ask it, who's the boss?
When the dreadlocks slam and the roof come off
The crunk juice got me up all night shit
And in last year making that bite shit
Not an essay calling me Loc De Niro
Stunned with my hell day, Oaklezero
Fresh by the front and I'm ready to blast
Got the dog but I knew my had to lie (ok)
BME turn millionaire, and we all like 'what what, yeah'

Now any other times I would say it's over
Since the party so laugh, I can keep it going
Shit don't stop till 6 in the morning
Come 7 o'clock a nigga still ain't yawning
Baby girl leaving now on her toes
Hangover, wait a minute girl you leaving your cloth
And tickets gonna sell for a major show
If yousa a hater at the booth and the booth is closed
And move out the way I'm a Luda fan
Up north, dirty south, west eastside man
All strippers in the club stand up right now
We wanna see you shake your booty in the place right now
Where we going?