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Future - Love In The Strip Club Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
You get rich and I like it
You get thinkin' I like it
Oh Vanessa
Oh treasure
We made love in the strip club
We made love in the strip club, yeah
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

[Verse]
You ain't been the same since I hit it
You walk different, baby that's a compliment
Ten bad bitches for my confidence
I take your boss bitch to continent
Do the impossible, yeah, yeah
Room full of tropicals, yeah, yeah
Running through obstacles, yeah, yeah
I'm astronomical, yeah, yeah
It's bigger than [?] in hеre
Riding in a spaceship, woah
I need something that's rеal
I need something I can feel
Drinking tea, poppin' pills, woah
We live wild and dangerous
The world not ready for us
You know how talk to my demons
You helped me with my leanin'
We got to make sure they see us
Make love in the strip club
Champagne for the pain
Make it rain, toast up
Making love in the strip club
You haven't been the same since I hit it
You walk with a swag, I compliment it
I Birkin your bag, you honor it
Know she have a nigga crazy
Know she have me looking sad
Never fed you fugazi
Let you drink the water out the glass
Let you put it on and spaz, yeah, yeah
Yeah baby you got class
Yeah, it ain't nothing she won't do for me
So I cherish her
I see bad bitches stare at her
Keep it one thousand
[Verse]
You ain't been the same since I hit it
You walk different, baby that's a compliment
Ten bad bitches for my confidence
I take your boss bitch to continent
Do the impossible, yeah, yeah
Room full of tropicals, yeah, yeah
Running through obstacles, yeah, yeah
I'm astronomical, yeah, yeah
It's bigger than [?] in here
Riding in a spaceship, woah
I need something that's real
I need something I can feel
Drinking tea, poppin' pills, woah
We live wild and dangerous
The world not ready for us
You know how talk to my demons
You helped me with my leanin'
We got to make sure they see us
Make love in the strip club
Champagne for the pain
Make it rain, toast up
Making love in the strip club
You haven't been the same since I hit it
You walk with a swag, I compliment it
I Birkin your bag, you honour it
Know she have a nigga crazy
Know she have me looking sad
Never fed you fugazi
Let you drink the water out the glass
Let you put it on and spaz, yeah, yeah
Yeah baby you got class
Yeah, it ain't nothing she won't do for me
So I cherish her
I see bad bitches stare at her
Keep it one thousand
I take your boss bitch to continent
Do the impossible, yeah, yeah
Room full of tropicals, yeah, yeah
Running through obstacles, yeah, yeah
I'm astronomical, yeah, yeah