Run Da Club (Club Mix)

-Intro- (Paul Wall)-

N'Depth Entertainment (Paul Wall) Bizzy Bone. Hi Five back at cha. Goldfinger on the track, baby. (We in the club, baby, know what I'm talkin bout?)

-Chorus-Hi Five-

Who run the club? (We run the club) Who run the club? (We run the club) Who run the club? (We run the club) Who run the club? (We run the club)

Where them hoes at? Where that dro at?? (Dro at?) Where the boys in the club throwin' bows at? (Throwin bows at) Where them hoes at? Where that dro at?? (Dro at?) Where the boys in the club throwin' bows at? (Throwin bows at)

-Bizzy Bone -

Sippin bubbly and feelin' lovely/ Bizzy smokin' sticky icky and in every city my people rollin' with me, strapped up on me/ "Hey, he got kicked out of Bone Thugs N Harmony" What ya thinkin'? I'm a soldier, survive the ugly/ Don't come around me if you askin' for money, I ain't got it/ Ya know, I just got out of jail (What?) And ain't put together my bail, and I'm still runnin' from the Po-po/ Ridin' with the top down, top down/ Purple Haze makin' my mind shift/ Hittin' switches and let the six fo' drop down, drop down/ Jealous niggas callin' me a son of a (Whoa!) I got that music that'll move they body, body

-Hi Five -

I done came through the door, tipsy off the mo'/ About to hit the floor while the freaks get low/ We done bought the whole bar up, flossin like a star if they don't know then they ask who we are/ Got this mothafuck on crunk and boutta get in somethin/ Ya gon get jumped and, got the whole club on lock and/ Shakin' off these haters, cause they can't fade us/ Doin this thing major, could we run this club?

We run this club, you know we run this love, you've got to know we run this club

-Chorus-

-Hi Five-

It goes one and then come the two to the three and four 'bout to get you crunk to some shit you can't ignore, I'm back/ Give me fifty feet/ Hi Five's in the bitch and we 'bout to bring some heat (One more time)/ Back, back, back, back/ Give me fifty feet/ Hi Five's in the mix we 'bout to go deep/ We in the VIP loungin' Shorty's all around us, got 'em all bouncin'/ Could, we run this club

We run this club, you know we run this love (We run it), you've got to know we run this club

-Chorus-

-Paul Wall -

When I step in the establishment, my mouth piece and necklace look so immaculate, I'm covered in ice/ Soon as I step in the club I'm turnin' heads/ I'm makin' my way straight to the bar, waitress know I'm breakin' bread/ I'm lookin' for a female to run game on/ My medallion hang heavy and my chain hang long/ I'm takin' shots of Petrol with no chaser/ My goal in life is go, get mo' paper with no haters/ Up in my mix I'm surrounded by G's/ You got place? I got somethin in my pocket I can squeeze/ Nine O' Nine wit me, so we breakin boys off/ Codine in my drink, for my so called cough/ We be runnin' the club so we be throwin' it up/ Moet and Orange Juice, we be pourin' it up/ It's Paul Wall, I'm ridin with Hi Five and Big D/ If you lookin' for me, I'm in the club/ Holler at me, baby

-Chorus-