The Club
Macklemore Song Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Thank god it's friday

Got my paycheck and I'm going home

Leaving my job, on the highway, turn up my stereo

Because last weekend sucked

But this one's gonna be different

Because it's fucking friday, I'm getting drunk and we gonna kick it

Then my friend's like, 'hey man, what's going on?' ('I don't know')

We all know though that we're gonna get drunk at the club

Get it crunk to the same shit we did the week before

Meet at the store

Free funking in my house

In high school it was drinking games

Bad house parties in ike's house

But now we go on the town

We gotta hit the club

We gotta spend them bucks

And we gotta get it crunk

Seven for a drink and fifteen cash at the entrance

And thank heavens wells fargo's got overdraft protection

We walked up in

Yes, they're spinning r.kelly's remix to the remix about a chick and skeeted on her belly

The females (woop, woop) they're done and there're plenty

I got two dollars... ah, charge it, bartender a round of henny!

[Hook]

We're going to the club, club

Pour me another one, gotta get numb, numb

Hopefully end up with a girl I can fuck, fuck

Oops, baby you know that I meant love, love

Who's coming with me back to my tub, tub?

'Now, macklemore, you know you ain't got no hot tub, man,' tub, tub

Shut up man, she don't know us, us

Everybody toast your glasses, tonight's the best night ever

Now who's getting hammered?

[Verse 2]

I'm on the wall drunk as fuck

Like this sucks, I'm hella bored

Decided to cut the rug with a female, like stellar on the floor

Break her off her stiletto, sore

Thought she was puerto rican, started talking

I'm like, 'woops, it's a honky, she's just hella orange'

My homie's like, 'mack, what you tell her for? she was feeling you'

'Dawg, I could peel her foo, this is washington not florida'

The white girls are looking for some big black dick

The black girls are all, 'yeah he's cute for a white guy, but that's about it'

Asians kicking with asians

And the latinos are too beautiful

Wish I could confidently be like, 'girl you don't know what I could do to you'

Get her back to the pad and probably bust in my pants

She'd be like, 'ooh, ah, pappy,' I'd be like... sorry

Think I'mma buy you a drink? better find you a shrink

('I'm rich bitch, psych')

I sling cds and grind tapes, bet your boyfriend can't spit

Get the clit to vibrate

I should have stayed home, I get more chicks on myspace.

[Hook]

We're going to the club, club

Pour me another one, gotta get numb, numb

Hopefully end up with a girl I can fuck, fuck

Oops, baby you know that I meant love, love

Who's coming with me back to my tub, tub?

'Now, macklemore, you know you ain't got no hot tub, man,' tub, tub

Shut up man, she don't know us, us

Everybody toast your glasses, tonight's the best night ever

Now who's getting hammered?

[Verse 3]

There's that sweaty girl (sweaty girl)

In the corner on e-bomb

Thinking she's in a missy video but really looks like a retard

And there's the wall muggers (wall muggers)

That shout just to seem hard

And there's the ball suckers (ball suckers)

That fight and just seem odd

I spent seventy-five dollars and these drinks don't work

Who the hell's this ugly, taint skank?

Why are my friends in pink shirts?

My hat's too big

My air-force's were clean when I came here

Now they're stained in beer

And who peed on my white tee?

I thought this was the spot, I was supposed to get jocked

There's a dude talking on chickens and they're clucking for cocks

Funny thing is, we're all insecure

That's why we call the bartender and tell him to give us a beer

Until our judgement is blurred and little voices slush and they slur

We getting faded, waking up hungover and going to work

Do it every weekend, this is the life

You better peep it

And it ain't no secret the club sucks, but do we go?

Better believe it!

[Hook]

We're going to the club, club

Pour me another one, gotta get numb, numb

Hopefully end up with a girl I can fuck, fuck

Oops, baby you know that I meant love, love

Who's coming with me back to my tub, tub?

'Now, macklemore, you know you ain't got no hot tub, man,' tub, tub

Shut up man, she don't know us, us

Everybody toast your glasses, tonight's the best night ever

Now who's getting hammered?