[Silkk talking:]    Yeah, ha, yo  I'm back back boy, finally somethin for the g's  Know what nobody should be sittin down now  We bout ta get down  The girl, I want y'all to act a fool  Y'all mutha fuckaz know what I'm talkin bout  I thought I told y'all  You know what I'm talkin bout, but whats up dawg?    [Chorus 1:]    Gangstas don't dance man we groove, I want everybodys bitch to move look   from the front to the back, to the left, to the right, I want 'em   thuggin from tha day to the night, ya heard me? Huh? Ok? Yeah. DJ whats   up dawg? [x1]    [Chorus 2:]    Hey DJ won't you play that song keep me thuggin (thuggin)  All night (all night) [x4]    [Verse 1- Silkk]    Man I steps in the club tryin to find some slow sex, me an cuz in the   back of the club wit moet, I checks the time up on the Rolex, the girl I   hit stay with her man, it's cool, but no sweat, 600 parked outside when   we drive, did some ghetto superstars, grits an dope when we arrive, VIP   status because of the vapors, line was kinda long, took the doorman some   papers, gangsta shit I'm dressed in all black, nigga club was packed so   I went through the back, nigga with the gangstas where you'll find me,   wishin they could make 40 ounces of Dom P, cuz soon as I hit the block,   I hit the spot fo sho, an you ain't bout it bout it, you ain't known to   flow, because see, gangstas don't dance man we groove, an it's cool, but   you act a fool, an look smooth. Haha    [Chorus]  [1-(x1)]  [2-(x2)]    [Verse 2- Silkk]    Now VIP is where I be, look to the side an guess who I see, Trina an her   sister make no mistakes who, he gonna take her, an I'm a take you, an   umm, if you got a name an a number, an if you got a man, well I'll juss   call you on the under, so go ahead an slip me yo digits, an if you get   it, if you cool then you wit it, later on you let me hit it, now wisper   in yo ear is it cool to what? What I'm really tryin to say girl is it   cool to SHHH... I gotta keep the crowd bumpin, keep 'em jumpin, you know   I'm always in somethin, an I ain't even frontin, for my gangsta niggaz I   be blowin up, an all my gangsta real niggaz throw it up, cuz see, ain't   no lie bra, an we gonna ride bra, see nobody be here beside us so go   ahead an fire it up, now you can tell I'm a thug when I want in the   club, no need to mug, juss show a nigga love, you gotta know, that,   that's fo sho, but you ain't bout it, if you down to flow.(say   that)Gangstas dont dance man we groove, an it's cool, you can act a   fool, an still look smooth. Haha.    [Chorus]    [2-(x4)]    [Silkk talkin:]    My niggaz in Houston thug all night long (Kane an Abel)  My niggaz in Dallas thug all night long (Mama Mia)  My niggaz in San Antonio thug all night long (Champ)  My niggaz in Georgia thug all night long (Serv-On)  My niggaz in New Orleans thug all night long   My niggaz in Baton Rouge thug all night long  No Limit California thug all night long  My niggaz in New York thug all night long  My niggaz in Cleveland thug all night long  My Niggaz in Ohio thug all night long  My nigga Boss an B thug all night long  Pokey an Jermaine thug all night long  Master P an C-Murder thug all night long  See Beats by the Pound we thug all night long  All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long  All my thugs, all my thugs, thug all night long  Thug all night long, Ahh!