This place has no cover, $5 well drinks and spits phat beats, kid. Unfortunately, when I shake my moneymaker on the dance floor, hunnies flock to me like bees to honey, and it is a real production. I look like the white Usher when I get jiggy, and I basically shut the joint down. I guess that's the nature of the beast. On a highnote, I met my second and fourth wives here.