[Intro]
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go shorty, it's your birthday
We gonna party like it's your birthday
We gonna sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday

[Hook]
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mommy I got that X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you're into getting rubbed

[Verse 1]
When I pull up out front you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll twenty deep it's always drama in the club
Yeah, now that I roll with Dre everybody show me love
When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love
But homie ain't nothing changed: hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut, man, roll the weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp
In the hood in L.A. they sayin'g''50 you hot''
They like me, I want them to love me like they love Pac
But holla in New York, for sure, 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 shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend willing to get bi and they ready to go

[Hook]
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mommy I got that X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you're into getting 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

[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 by the bar toasting to the good life
Moved out the hood, now you trying to pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumping in the club it's on
I wink my eye at your chick, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn
If you talking about money, homie I ain't concerned
I'mma tell you what Banks told me cause go ahead, switch the style up
If they hate then let them 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

[Hook]
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mommy I got that X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you're into getting rubbed

[Outro]
Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither
We in the club all the time, so pop, pop off
Shady Aftermath
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In Da Club(It's Your Birthday) Lyrics

50 Cent – In Da Club(It's Your Birthday) Lyrics