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Tear the Club Up - Icewear Vezzo (Ft. Future)
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Tear the Club Up Icewear Vezzo (Ft. Future)

Tear the Club Up - Icewear Vezzo (Ft. Future)
[Intro: Icewear Vezzo]
You took the autotune off?
Real shit, need the autotune off, though (Drank God)
Just like this, keep it goin', don't even cut it off, nigga (Damn, Max)
(Iced Up Records)

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Tear the club up, tear the club up (Tear the club up)
Aight, yeah, one more time, ayy
Tear the club up, tear the club up (Tear the club up)
Nah, they ain't hear you, keep it goin', fuck it, let's go, alright
Tear the mo'— tear the motherfuckin' club up (Woo)

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, hit a titty bar and throw the hunds up (Throw the hunds up)
AK-47, better not run up (Better not run up)
Yeah, them 7.62's look like lug nuts
I be high up off the lean, that's why my words slurring (My words slurring)
Pop a flat and now I'm rollin' like my hmm-hmm (Hol' up)
Pop a flat and now I'm rollin', I can't turn a curb (Skrrt)
Rollie blown and it's Audemars, this cost me thirty birds (Cost me thirty birds)
Told my chick to suck my dick, bitch, I'm a gang member (On God)
Put that AR on my shoulder, make me aim different (Hmm)
Mix that raw inside that dog and now my chain glitter
Fuck your racks, bitch, I want a bricky for a paid feature (For a paid verse)
Yeah, fuck I'm doin' shows and I get paid for features? (For real)
My young nigga do my hits, yeah, he get paid to reaper (I'm gone)
I got rich and I get married, I could pay to keep her (Nah)
The F&N ringin' on my hip just like a pager beeper (Beep)
Shoot my gun up in the air, I'm tryna clear the club
Take his chain, throw him a party like I'm Mister Rugs (Uh-huh)
Two pints of KiKi, that's six thousand, yeah, that's sixty hunds
Hit your party, fuck a nigga section, it's all Crips and Bloods
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