50 Cent-TheatreMP3 In Da Club--© THEATREMP3.COM Lyrics

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go shawty

It's your birthday

We gon' party like it's yo birthday

We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday

And you know we don't give a f___

It's not your birthday!

[Chorus] (2x)

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub

Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs

I'm into having s__, I ain't into making love

So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed

[Verse]

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs

When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club

n____s heard I f___ with Dre, now they wanna show me love

When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna f___

But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up

I see Xzibit in the Cutt that n____ roll that weed up

If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp

Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp

In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"

They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac

But holla in New York them n____s'll tell ya im loco

And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold

I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind

I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind

Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow

Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

[Chorus] (2x)

[Bridge]

My flow, my show brought me the doe

That bought me all my fancy things

My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels

Look n____ I got K-Mart and I ain't change

[Verse]

And you should love it, way more then you hate it

n____ you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it

I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life

You that f__got a__ n____ trying to pull me back right?

When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on

I wink my eye at ya b____, if she smiles she gone

If the roof on fire, let the m_________er burn

If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned

I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up

If the n____s hate then let 'em hate

Watch the money pile up

Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub

You know where we f___ing be

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