Silkk talking:

Yeah, ha, yo

I'm back back boy, finally somethin for the g's

Know what nobody should be sittin down now

We bout ta get down

The girl, I want y'all to act a fool

Y'all mutha fuckaz know what I'm talkin bout

I thought I told y'all

You know what I'm talkin bout, but whats up dawg?

Chorus 1:

Gangstas don't dance man we groove, I want everybodys bitch to move

look

from the front to the back, to the left, to the right, I want 'em

thuggin from tha day to the night, ya heard me? Huh? Ok? Yeah. DJ

whats

up dawg? (x1)

Chorus 2:

Hey DJ won't you play that song keep me thuggin (thuggin)

All night (all night) (x4)

Verse 1- Silkk

Man I steps in the club tryin to find some slow sex, me an cuz in the

back of the club wit moet, I checks the time up on the Rolex, the girl

I

hit stay with her man, it's cool, but no sweat, 600 parked outside

when

we drive, did some ghetto superstars, grits an dope when we arrive,

VIP

status because of the vapors, line was kinda long, took the doorman

some

papers, gangsta shit I'm dressed in all black, nigga club was packed

so

I went through the back, nigga with the gangstas where you'll find me,

wishin they could make 40 ounces of Dom P, cuz soon as I hit the

block,

I hit the spot fo sho, an you ain't bout it bout it, you ain't known

to

flow, because see, gangstas don't dance man we groove, an it's cool,

but

you act a fool, an look smooth. Haha

Chorus

1-(x1)

2-(x2)

Verse 2- Silkk

Now VIP is where I be, look to the side an guess who I see, Trina an

her

sister make no mistakes who, he gonna take her, an I'm a take you, an

umm, if you got a name an a number, an if you got a man, well I'll

juss

call you on the under, so go ahead an slip me yo digits, an if you get

it, if you cool then you wit it, later on you let me hit it, now

wisper

in yo ear is it cool to what? What I'm really tryin to say girl is it

cool to SHHH... I gotta keep the crowd bumpin, keep 'em jumpin, you

know

I'm always in somethin, an I ain't even frontin, for my gangsta niggaz

I

be blowin up, an all my gangsta real niggaz throw it up, cuz see,

ain't

no lie bra, an we gonna ride bra, see nobody be here beside us so go

ahead an fire it up, now you can tell I'm a thug when I want in the

club, no need to mug, juss show a nigga love, you gotta know, that,

that's fo sho, but you ain't bout it, if you down to flow.(say

that)Gangstas dont dance man we groove, an it's cool, you can act a

fool, an still look smooth. Haha.

Chorus

2-(x4)

Silkk talkin:

My niggaz in Houston thug all night long (Kane an Abel)

My niggaz in Dallas thug all night long (Mama Mia)

My niggaz in San Antonio thug all night long (Champ)

My niggaz in Georgia thug all night long (Serv-On)

My niggaz in New Orleans thug all night long

My niggaz in Baton Rouge thug all night long

No Limit California thug all night long

My niggaz in New York thug all night long

My niggaz in Cleveland thug all night long

My Niggaz in Ohio thug all night long

My nigga Boss an B thug all night long

Pokey an Jermaine thug all night long

Master P an C-Murder thug all night long

See Beats by the Pound we thug all night long

All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long

All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long

Thug all night long, Ahh!