Intro: Drew Love & Juicy J
Shoot, shoot
(Ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh) Juicy J
(Ooh, ooh-ooh) Wait, ayy

Verse 1: Drew Love
Dripping off my fingertips
Tell me how you like that shit
I'ma let you get off quick
Once I get inside, that's it (Ah-ah-ah)
Ooh, woah

Chorus: Drew Love & Juicy J
I'ma shoot the club up (Shoot)
Shoot the club up, uh
I'ma shoot the club up
I'ma shoot the club up
Shoot the club up, uh
I'ma shoot the club up
(Your boy Juicy J, man)
(Let's get it, ayy, let's go)

Verse 2: Juicy J
Tore the club up, then I shot your club up (Mm-hmm)
I might love her, I ain't use no rubber (Mm-mm)
She said, "Don't worry 'bout that shit, you know I'm safe" (Safe, ho)
I said, "Don't matter anyway, bitch, it's too late" (Bitch, it's too late)
Raw dog is a never, I know I know better
Let her get on top, she came all on my Gucci sweater (Damn)
Hopе this not a setup, she just want some fеta
Let her get me for my dough, no, I can't go, never
Million-dollar nuts all up in her guts
Let's shoot a movie cut, these hoes I cannot trust
Different diamond cuts, these chains all tangled up
Is it love or lust? I think I'm finna bust

Chorus: Drew Love & Juicy J
I'ma shoot the club up
Shoot the club up, uh
I'ma shoot the club up (Shoot, shoot, shoot the club up)
(Shoot, shoot, shoot the club up)
I'ma shoot the club up (Shoot, shoot, shoot the club up)
Shoot the club up, uh (Shoot, shoot, shoot the club up)
I'ma shoot the club up (Shoot, shoot, shoot the club up)
(Shoot, shoot, shoot the club up)

Outro: Drew Love
Oh (Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot)
Ooh-wee
Bet you think I was gon' pull up like that, full clip (Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot)
I'ma shoot the club up, uh (Drip, drip)
Shoot the club up (Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot)
I'ma shoot the club
(Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot)