Go, go, go, go, go, goGo shorty, it's your birthdayWe gon' party like it's your birthdayWe gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthdayAnd you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel a buzzI'm into having sex, I ain't into making loveSo come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel a buzzI'm into having sex, I ain't into making loveSo come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dub (uh-huh)When I roll 20 deep, it's always drama in the club (yeah)Y'all heard I roll with Dre, everybody show me loveWhen you sell like Eminem, you get plenty of groupie loveBut homie ain't nothing change hoes down G's upI see Xzibit in the cut, man, roll that - up (roll up)If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimpBeen hit with a few sh-, but I don't walk with a limp (I'm a'ight)
In the hood in L.A., they sayin', "50, you hot" (uh-huh)They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'PacBut holla in New York, for sure they tell you I'm loco (yeah)And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (uh-huh)I'm fully focused man, my money on my mindI got a mill' out of the deal, and I'm still on the grind (woo)Now Shawty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (uh-huh)Her girlfriend with her, they bi and they ready to go (okay)
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel a buzzI'm into having sex, I ain't into making loveSo come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel a buzzI'm into having sex, I ain't into making loveSo come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
My flow, my show brought me the doughThat bought me all my fancy thingsMy crib, my cars, my pools, my jewelsLook homie, I done came up and I ain't changed (what? What? Yeah)
And you should love it, way more than you hate itOh, are you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it (woo)I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good lifeMoved out of the hood right, you're tryna pull me back, right?
When my joint get to bumpin' in the club, it's onI wink my eye at your chick, if she smiles, she goneIf the roof is on fire, man, just let it burnIf you ain't talking 'bout money, homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me, "Cuz, go 'head, switch the style upIf they hate, then let 'em hate, and watch the money pile up"Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'Come on, they know where we be
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel a buzzI'm into having sex, I ain't into making loveSo come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel a buzzI'm into having sex, I ain't into making loveSo come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed (ha-ha-ha-ha)
Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neitherWe in the club all the time, it's about to pop offShady Aftermath, ha-ha