Jazz Cartier

After The Club
Call me after the club Call me, call me up I love you when you're drunk So baby tell me what's up Call me after the club Call me, call me up I love you when you're drunk So baby tell me what's up I'm still the king of the palace Two thousand and fifteen was practice You niggas ain't even established That's why she don't fuck with no rappers She said it's my song, oh girl this my song Grab a drink and hit the floor soon as that Cuzzi coming on Got a shorty from NY, got a shorty from Milan They take their clothes off at the door Pour some more, we get it on, like what's up Call me after the club Call me, call me up I love you when you're drunk So baby tell me what's up Call me after the club Call me, call me up I love you when you're drunk Letras de cancionesSo baby tell me what's up Shout out my girls in the valley Credit cards them they daddies When I come to your city baby, tell me you 'bout it She said 'that's my shit' Oh yeah, that's my shit She throws her guns up in the air Now you know that girl is lit Got a girl in MIA Got a shorty in L.A Love the fucking, hate to leave em' But I do this every day So what's up Call me after the club Call me, call me up I love you when you're drunk So baby tell me what's up Call me after the club Call me, call me up I love you when you're drunk So baby tell me what's up From Letras Mania