In da club

Go, go, go, go, go, go

Go shorty, 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 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 buzz

I′m into having sex, I ain't into making love

So 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 buzz

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

So 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 love

When you sell like Eminem, you get plenty of groupie love

But homie ain′t nothing change hoes down G's up

I 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 pimp

Been 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 ′Pac

But 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 mind

I 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 buzz

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

So 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 buzz

I'm into having sex, I ain′t into making love

So come give me a hug if you into 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 I ain′t changed (what? What? Yeah)

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

Oh, 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 life

Moved out of the hood right, you're tryna pull me back, right?

When my joint get to bumpin' in the club, it′s on

I wink my eye at your chick, if she smiles, she gone

If the roof is on fire, man, just let it burn

If 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 up

If 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 buzz

I'm into having sex, I ain′t into making love

So come give me a hug if you into gettin′ rubbed

You can find me