[Intro]
Go, Go, Go, Go
Go, Go, Go Shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your 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 x2]
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub
Mama, got what You need, if You need to feel the buzz
I'm into havin s__, I ain't into makin love
So come give me a hug, if You need to gettin rubbed

[Verse 1]
When I pull up out front, You see the Benz on dubs (uh-huh)
When I roll 20 deep, it's always drama in da club (yeah!)
n____s heard I f___ with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When You sell like Eminem, You get plenty of groupie love

But homie ain't nothin changed, bro's down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut, "Hey man, roll them trees up"
If You watch how I move, You'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
I been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp

In the hood, in L.A. They saying, "50, You hot"
They like me, I want'em to love me like They love 'Pac
But holla in New York, fa sho', They'll tell You I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold

I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind
Got a mill' out the deal, and I'm still on the grind
Now Shawty says, She feelin my style, She feelin my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi, and They ready to go (Ok)

[Chorus x2]
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub
Mama, got what You need, if You need to feel the buzz
I'm into havin s__, I ain't into makin love
So come give me a hug, if You need to gettin rubbed

[Bridge]
My flow, my show
Brought me the dough
That bought me
All my fancy things
My crib, my cars
My pools, my jewels
Look homie
I done came up
And He ain't changed

(Verse 2)
And You should love it, way more than You hate it
Oh, You mad? I thought that You'd be happy, I made it
I'm that cat for the bar, toastin to the good life
You that f__got a__ n____ trying pull me back right?

My junk, get to pumpin in da club, it's on
I wink my eye at your chick, if She smile, She gone
If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn
If They talkin 'bout money homie, I ain't concerned

I'm a tell You what Banks told me
"Just go 'head, switch the styles up"
And if They hate, then let'em hate, but watch the money pile up
Or We can go upside, They head with a bottle of bub
Come on, They know where We be

[Chorus x2]
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub
Mama, got what You need, if You need to feel the buzz
I'm into havin s__, I ain't into makin love
So come give me a hug, if You need to gettin rubbed

[Intro]
Go, Go, Go, Go
Go, Go, Go Shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And You know We don't give a f___
It's not your birthday

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