Letra Tear Da Club Up de Letoya original

Intro>
Jazze:>
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Ladies and gentlemen!

Bun B:>
T to the O to the Y to the A
J to the A-Z-Z E Pha
Jazze:>
Woooooooo wee!
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright
Bun B:>
Bun B.... let's go
And we be clubbing all night, oh!

Verse 1>
I pulled,i pulled,i pulled,i pulled,
I pulled up in my sl 6
My drop top down on my h-town chick
Rims shine dem thangs so clean don't hate cuz my risk on freeze
Uh,i got em all in da mix
Is lookin at me 'like __ who is dis'
Uh, i got my gurl wit me
We lookin pretty in vip

Chorus>
I tear the club up
Shake the clup up
Rip the club up
Its a clubber
So jus stand up and
Show yo gurl love
All my ladies throw yo hands up
(everybody in the club)
Jus dance for me
(everybody to the floor)
Jus dance for me
(everybody to the bar)
Shawty drinks on me
Shawty dance for me

Verse 2>
Ooh, ooh, ooh ,ooh,ooh we got the club crackin
I got my song comin on
And it's da weekend,yea
Gonna do it real big
Party packed to the max can't nobody get in
Yea, i look so fly tonight
U can call jazze pha
Its goin down tonight
I got my girls wit me
N u knoe we gonna keep it sexy

Chorus>

Bridge with Jazze (Toya)>
(Tear the club up) awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
(Tear the club up) do it shawty, shake it shawty
Do it shawty, shake it shawty
Do it shawty, shake it
And shake it, shawty do it
(Tear the club up) awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
Awright, awright
(Tear the club up) do it shawty, shake it shawty
Do it shawty, shake it shawty
(Ohhhhh whoaaa) do it shawty, shake it
And shake it, shawty do it

Rap>
Bun B (Jazze)>
(Ladies and gentlemen!) We in the club
(Introducing) We in the club
(Bun B... U (U) G (G) K (K)) We in the club
We in the... we in the...
We in the club and we got it off the chain
I got ballers and all the list of V.I.P. with me, man (wooo wee)
And we making it rain, throwing up that cheddar
Popping bottles with boppers that look like bottles that are even better
I don't rock the coogi sweater, just dickies and a white tee
And every playa with me looking g'd up like me (already)
It's H-Town's finest with P-H trilling
Now gon' put ya deuces in the air if ya feel me
Come on

Chorus (ad-libs)>
Tear the club up
Ohhh
Whoaaaaa
Ohhh
Everybody to the floor
Oh
Oh oh oh oh
He-hey
All my ladies
Everybody to the floor
Just dance with me, yeah

Ending>
Jazze:>Ladies and gentlemen!

Bun B:>
T to the O to the Y to the A
J to the A-Z-Z E Pha
Jazze:>
Woooooooo wee!
Bun B:>
Bun B.... let's go
And we be clubbing all night, oh!