Rollin' to the club Stop to get my grub on Nothin' like those krispy kremes Soon as I was done It was time to get my groove on Find a place that's happenin' And I knew that it was on From the moment that I walked into the spot It was bangin'

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can't get no, I can't get no I can't get no, oh, no, no, no, hey, hey, hey I can't get no satisfaction, I can't get no satisfaction That's what I say When I'm drivin' in my car, and the man come on the radio

Black tears, rolling down, From the eyes of an angel in a sinner's town, She puts on her work clothes, fishnet pantyhose, She's got a nickname everybody knows at the gentlemen's club She clocks in at midnight, even though it never feels right, Makes her

Oh me, oh me, oh my I just shut the club down, I ain't even try If you not fuckin' with us Test us and I guarantee we let it fly I always tell the truth, boy, I ain't gotta lie If you ain't fuckin' with us, don't come to our side See them rollin' with

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's