[Intro: Sosa]
Man, not this again, man
Ayy, we just got in the club, man
What you be on, man? For real
You want a drink or somethin', man? For real, man
You need to help take the edge off or somethin'
For real, man

[Chorus: Jagged Edge]
I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already startin' that bull
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me
Really, you can keep the Cris'
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started
I ain't in the club just to be arguin'
So 'less you came here to party
Or let me do shots off ya body
I ain't here for this

[Verse 1: B. Casey]
Dressed to a tee, I'm out in the streets
I'm twenty deep with ****** that's claimin' that Eastside
Been ridin' through the A all night
And so how we end up back up on that Eastside?
My girl with me, y'all know how it be
One condition, baby, no drama while the G's 'round
Now we left the house, she said just stay out
You gave me your word now, baby, hold your voice down
[Pre-Chorus: Jagged Edge & (B. Casey)]
Me and baby girl got this thing about arguin' usually (Ooh, yes, we do)
So every time I take her out
Try to let her know from the door that (Try to let her know, baby, you know)

[Chorus: Jagged Edge & (B. Casey)]
I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already startin' that bull (Mmm)
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me (Yes, I did)
Really, you can keep the Cris' (Oh, you can keep the Cris')
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
I ain't in the club just to be arguin' (Oh, yeah)
So 'less you came here to party
Or let me do shots off ya body
I ain't here for this

[Verse 2: B. Casey]
J.E., years in the game
I seen a lotta things that make the average ***** say, "Wow"
My privacy, I hold close to me
Let me keep my business out the streets now
If my girl with me, she sticks to the code (Yeah)
Don't be startin' nothin', better wait until you get home
I love it when we fight, we gotta make up
Just as long as she can really drag a fight on
[Pre-Chorus: Jagged Edge & (B. Casey)]
Me and baby girl got this thing about arguin' usually (We been doin' this for years now)
So every time I take her out (Oh)
Try to let her know from the door that (Try to let her know, know, know, know)

[Chorus: Jagged Edge & (B. Casey)]
I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already startin' that bull (No, I get enough of this)
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me (Ayy)
Really, you can keep the Cris' (You know I'm on that brown)
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't in the club just to be arguin'
So 'less you came here to party (Yeah)
Or let me do shots off ya body (Oh)
I ain't here for this

[Bridge: Jagged Edge, B. Casey & Sosa]
What I did or where I've been (Don't you say a word, no)
If you knew how to act
It wouldn't even be a problem (Try to take you out, but you always show out on me, yeah)
If you wanna know why I hang out with hoods all night (Baby, baby, baby)
'Cause I can't keep on arguin', yappin' and stressin', it's always a constant fight (Baby, oh)
And if you wanna know (If you wanna know, yeah)
Tell her, say, I'd be better off by myself (Yeah, yeah, y-y-y-y-yeah)
And if you wanna know
Now ya know why I roll like I roll, I'll just stay at home (Okay, okay, yeah, y-y-y-y-yeah)
I ain't here for this (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Sosa & B. Casey]
Now you been beggin' me for weeks, so now it's goin' down
Before we hit this downtown, I'ma tell you now
You better sit yo' *** down and just sip some brown (Yeah)
Don't you try to clown when them groupie ******* come around
I don't believe in luck, never been superstitious
They wanna do me, it's apparently due to my riches
They may have heard how I bury the tool in the ditches
And leave the barracuda wet as a school of some fishes
They wanna marry the dude, got 'em preparin' me food
Foldin' the clothes, even washin' the dishes
Cleanin' the toilets
But you're aware I got you in a position
You 'bout to spoil it with whinin' and bitchin'
You walk back to the back of the line of divisions
Tryna make it before twelve with the rest of the pigeons
I got you sippin' Zinfandel, chilly at the ear and wrist
I don't wanna hear this ****, really I ain't here for this (I ain't here for this)

[Chorus: Jagged Edge & (B. Casey)]
I ain't in the club for this
Just parked and I just walked in
And she already startin' that bull
I ain't spend a dime for this
I just came to put some Henny in me
Really, you can keep the Cris' (Yeah)
I ain't ask for shit
Don't be the spot that's gon' get this started (Baby, I, I ain't wastin' my money)
I ain't in the club just to be arguin' (Just to come to the club, baby, arguin' with you all night, baby, no, no)
So 'less you came here to party
Or let me do shots off ya body
I ain't here for this (No, no)