Rush the Club - Jamie Kennedy, Stu Stone, Kardinal Offishall

UHH~!

Say what, we gon' rush the club

We gon' rush the club, GEYEAH!

We gon' rush the club

We gon' rush the cluuuuuuuuuub

Yo, oh

It was a — club night, quarter to ten

I’m in the car bumping juice & gin

Monday morning, gotta work again

Just tryin to unwind with a couple of friends

Bouncer got me feelin like a jerk again

I tell him that he’ll never work again

You can find me outside of the club, in the back of the line

I’m with the scrubs in a bit of a bind

Pull out the Sidekick, scroll it down to J

Invite him out, tell him that he don’t gotta pay

I got a lot of hot girls (hmm) they wanna play

Did I mention that you don’t gotta pay?

Bottles and models and they on yay

Am I making myself clear, you don’t gotta PAY~!

«Okay, shut up, I’m on my way»

We gon' find a couple «Gold Diggers» like Kanye

RUSH DAT SHIT!

We all gettin in man

RUSH DAT SHIT!

Every last one of my friends man

RUSH DAT SHIT!

(No more gettin the snub)

(Cause tonight, I’m rushin the club)

So I’m on a movie set, just wrapped for the day

This kid keep yappin 'bout I don’t gotta pay

So I walk to the front as I usually do

No crew, just me and my homeboy Stu

Steppin to step and I got my Chucks

And I just got a deal so I don’t give a fuck

So I walk through the line, yeah a few people know me (JAMIE!!)

I’m JK bitch~!

This waitin shit bores me

Irate from the V.I.P

I bought you a drink;

fuck that, you owe me

Anyways me and Stu is chipped up

Got our Members Only jackets all zipped up

Walked to the guy who’s got the juice

Said «Yeah we +Blowin' Up+ and we tryin to come through»

Said I don’t know you and you don’t pay me

Nobodies like you, harass me daily

Yo who’s that comin through, is that Kardi in the Range?

(Y'all know I think this party’s about to change!)

Aiyyo, so we get out the ten well from 30 deep (50 chains)

If they don’t let us in we tearin down the frames

Cause we came out to get in — V.I.P.~!

Smash the bouncers in the neck if they try to disrespect

As we walk by the line the girls go for the clique

Tryin to see if there’s someone that they can get in with

As we gettin closer movin to the front door

It’s like we brought our own club, about a hundred or more

And when I get to the bouncers, yo who do I see?

(Who)

My nigga Stu Stone and his nigga Jamie Kennedy

(Yo whattup rude bwoyyy) Aiyyo whatta’gwan J!

(Tryin to front on me dawg) Word nigga, no way!

You too Stu?

(Dem know) Shit I got’chu

Just stand behind me so nobody pop you

I talk to my homeboy and then real quick

We kicked in the front door and RUSHED DAT SHIT