Ftc

Hair done up high
Dressed to the nines
Tell me what is a man supposed to do
With that Gucci black dress
And pearls 'round your neck
Thinking 'bout they would look upon the floor
So by any little chance
You wanna take a chance
We could close up our tab, hit the road
Baby, let's go

Girl, fuck the club (fuck the club)
Leave here with me (leave with me)
'Cause you look too fine to be waiting in line
Just to hear the same song a thousand times
The same old pick-up lines

Girl, fuck the club (fuck the club)
Leave here with me (leave with me)
'Cause you look too good to be misunderstood
'Cause the music is turned up way too loud
Can you hear me now?
Fuck this club