Lyrics:

This Is A Dance Song
for All My Niggas In The Club
that Don't Dance
just Be In The Back
arms Folded
blunt In The Mouth
cap Pulled Down
just Scoping Everything
know What I'm Sayin
it's In The Cut Watchin You
haters With A Tone On It

chorus
i'm In The Club Posted Up
got My Arms Folded
blunt In My Mouth
and These Haters I'm Scopin
i'm Just Twistin My Body
from Side 2 Side
i'm Just Twistin My Body
from Side 2 Side
i'm In The Club Posted Up
got My Arms Folded
fitted Puled Down
and These Haters I'm Scopin
i'm Just Twistin My Body
from Side 2 Side
i'm Just Twistin My Body
from Side 2 Side

see Hoe Why I Don't Dance
in The City Where I'm From
i Wear The Pants
these Bitches Think They Cool
i Got The Dick So I Make The Rules
i Got A Big Ol' Car
i Love A Bitch With A Big Ol' Bra
she Love Suckin Up Cum
i Think I'ma Give Her Sum
these Niggas In Here
think I'ma Hoe
cause I'm Quiet
and Aint On The Dance Floor
but If One Of Em Try Me
i'ma Be The New Ink In His Diary
i Bet My Click Bigga Then His
we Gonna Leave Em On The Floor In Tears
plus I Gotta Big Tone
yall Suckas Betta Leave Me Alone

(Chorus)

i'm In The Club I'm Posted Up
a Nigga Talk Shit So Talk Good
if You A Thug Then Get Buck
a Motherfucka Is Forever
with Me Cuz
i Act A Fool
i Act A Clown
see I Can Dance Lil' Buddy I Gets Down
you Heard My Music
you Know My Style
you Know The Way Hypnotize Put It Down
i Thought You Knew I Was The Mane
the Debo Off The Chain
gone Walk Up To A Gal
tell That Bitch I'm Rick James
with The Diamonds In My Ring
and They Go For A Thang
and You Know I'm Hood Rich
means I Got A Lil Change
with The Thugs From The North
cause I Know They Got My Back
and We Lookin For Some Chickens
that Can Work It On The Track
i'm Just Tryin To Get A Mill
i Ain't Tryin To Be The Man
posted Up In The Club
with A Pocket Full Of Crack.......

(Chorus)