Saca - Club House Lyrics

Lyrics Club House - Saca



I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
I bring it to the club, like some ecstacy
I'd bring it back home but I don't want the feds on me
Fuck them haters, cos' you know they always testin' me
Yeah I keep it real, you ain't bestin' me
You got more fans, but you know that you less than me
You know I'm gonna reward the one's who guestin' me
I really want you to bring out the best in me
I really love it how she always protectin' me
Fuck them other girls they messin' me up
You know I with her, we festive and all
You know I need to pour some drink in my cup
I filled it to the top but that ain't enough
Bring it to the club just like some drugs
You know I got the weed hidden under the rug
You know I got the key just need the car
We all loyal, no snakes in my yard
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
I run a lap then I bring it to the Must sound
I got the weed you can smell it
You know we green like the Celtics
I'm above you like the rain
I'm standin' tall like a mountain
Uh, I stay in it all day
'Cos I come with the gang, and come with the pain
I come from the bay, with the pay
Everybody knows I come here to play
And I don't give a fuck what you have to say
Better be quiet when I walk away
I go hard in the paint
I go hard with my gang
But she ain't with the mission
Who knows, take off like a missile
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
I got a bitch and she stayin' at the guest house
I got a whip but I keep it in the safe house
I'm standin' up, you can see me like a light house
I got my check, now we stayin' in the penthouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
Yeah I bring it, yeah I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house
To the clubhouse
To the clubhouse
I make a track then I bring it to the club house



Writer(s): Saca


Saca - Story of an Underdog
Album Story of an Underdog
date of release
04-07-2018




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