Hair done up high, dress too damn nice Tell me what is a man suppose to do? With that Gucci black dress and pearls around your neck Thinking 'bout how they would look up on my floor So by any little chance you want to take a chance We could close up our tab, hit the road Baby, let's go Girl, fuck that club (fuck that club) Leave it with me (leave with me) 'Cause you look too fine to be waiting in line Just to hear the same song a thousand times The same old pickup lines Girl, fuck that club (fuck that club) Leave it with me (leave with me) 'Cause you look too good to be misunderstood 'Cause the music is turned up way too loud Can you hear me now? Fuck this club