Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marques Houston
Marques Houston
Vocals
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Background Vocals
Joe Budden
Joe Budden
Vocals
Rodney East
Rodney East
Keyboards
Pied Piper
Pied Piper
Vocals
Donnie Lyle
Donnie Lyle
Guitar
Ian Mereness
Ian Mereness
Programming
Jason Mlodzinski
Jason Mlodzinski
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Arranger
Joe Budden
Joe Budden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marques Houston
Marques Houston
Executive Producer
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Producer
Chris Stokes
Chris Stokes
Executive Producer
Henley "Jr." Regisford
Henley "Jr." Regisford
Executive Producer
Ketrina Askew
Ketrina Askew
Executive Producer
Merlin Bobb
Merlin Bobb
Executive Producer
Sylvia Rhone
Sylvia Rhone
Executive Producer
Gene Grimaldi
Gene Grimaldi
Mastering Engineer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Ian Mereness
Ian Mereness
Recording Engineer
Abel Garibaldi
Abel Garibaldi
Recording Engineer
Andy Gallas
Andy Gallas
Recording Engineer
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Recording Engineer
Tony Scott
Tony Scott
Executive Producer
William Stokes
William Stokes
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know we be up in the club
Where we do things like throw our hands up
All kinds of drinks are off in the cups
All of my thugs, honeys showing love
DJ's playing their cuts
[Verse 2]
I'm dancing with a nice honey and her friend
One on the back and one on the front
Shaking it up, shaking it up, mommy, don't break it
Taking it down, taking it down, I love the way you snake it
You got the best of me, doing what you're doing
Up in the VIP, doing what you're doing
Girl, I'm 'bout to buy you anything you want
Get you in the coupe and take your pretty ass home
Last call for alcohol, you know how we do, yeah
[Verse 3]
You know we be up in the club
Where we do things like throw our hands up
All kinds of drinks are off in the cups
All of my thugs, honeys showing love
DJ's playing their cuts
You know we be up in the club, like
[Verse 4]
I pull up on dubs
Hop up out the whip then I'm into the club
Honeys on each side
While I'm on my cellular talking to this chick
Got a taste for thugs, sometimes pimping is tough
White T, so phat, Jacob on my wrist
Superstar, worldwide, it is what it is
Threw a party at my crib
That's the after, till six in the morning
Drinks and laughter
(Uh-oh, oh-oh) Yeah, it's a fire
Mama's getting naughty, got a sexy body
(Uh-oh, oh-oh) Feeling rowdy
'Bout to wild this place out
You know we do in the club
[Verse 5]
Up in the club
Where we do things like throw our hands up
All kinds of drinks are off in the cups
All of my thugs, honeys showing love
All of my thugs, ladies show me love
DJ's playing their cuts
[Verse 6]
Up in the club
Where we do things like throw our hands up
All kinds of drinks
Up in the club
All of my thugs, honeys showing love
DJ's playing their cuts
[Verse 7]
Mommy, you won't holla
I can spot you out the corner of your eye
Tell you wanna ride, you looking at poppy like, ooh
Wanna hold hands, so amped, no ma'am, sure can't
But you and your friend can both get rammed like, uh
You's a private dancer
Low riders, when she walk, pulling her pants up
It's all good, baby, you know where I'm at, right?
Case you need me to come and put it on your backside
Only if you act right
Damnit you doing it, doing it, doing what you're doing
You're doing it to me, I picture you doing it to me like, ooh
I only came out because I'm here to find you
After the bar's last call, we at the nearest diner
We be Nextel tagging, SL wagon
You grabbing the whip, jump off for the XL magnum
Damnit you doing it, you and your friend
And next weekend if you're lucky, we can do it again, like ooh
[Verse 8]
(Up in the club) Up in the club
Where we do things like throw our hands up
All kinds of drinks are off in the cups
All of my thugs, honeys showing love
DJ's playing their cuts
[Verse 9]
(You know we be up in the club) Up in the club
Where we do things like throw our hands up
All kinds of drinks are off in the cups
All of my thugs, honeys showing love
DJ's playing their cuts
[Verse 10]
MH and Pied Piper
This is the MH and Pied Piper
MH, Pied Piper, Joe Budden
TUG, Platinum Status, Chris Stokes
I see you baby, holla
Written by: Joe Budden, R. Kelly
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