Lyrics:

[Chorus] All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice Ladies in the club shake your body like dice My kind of jam so we're doing it right Yo, who got the inflow keeping it tight Lisa Maffia Remember i told you, I'm a soldier Drop this in the club and it's all over It's all over It's all over Tonight leave out the crib with the Gucci prize Christian Dior boots, Fendi life Then be my girls roll up in the night Outside the club security tight Skip through the queue to the door on the right Up on the floor by the bar what do you like Time out bezzel techno ice I'm in the wrong room this is techno night Into room two playing joints i like Breakers being Harlem shaking all night And if you're in the mood grip left and right Party all night we don't want to fight Solid we buy bars for the crew in sight In the VIP Dready be bringing the vibes One glass of verve two shots of ice Ladies shake your ass all night [Chorus] Lisa say its all over Me done tell ya bout how a skyla, skyla Don't watch dem gals dem a filler, filler Look like some old school thriller, thriller Why is there no champagne in the chiller My flows you don't know them be iller If you no cook you no get no dinner Me lose ya mind me a winner, winner Move your nastiness You can't chat to this Respect this Recognise this Realise this A big bad blows meat interprise this So solid hot, cannot despise this you cant hide this you cannot deprive this we move fast so you cannot collide this Everything right so you can't rectify this Ha, you're an idiot Lisa come done this [Chorus] -acap