What are the lyrics to 50 cent- in da club?

Answer 1

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 ****

It's not your birthday

Chorus (x2)

You can find me In Da Club

Bottle full of Bub

Momma I got what you need

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 getting rubbed

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

When I roll 20 deep, it's always drama In Da Club

Now that I roll with Dre, everybody show me love

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

And Homie ain't nothing changed

Rolls down, G's up, I see Xzibit in the cut, hey man, roll dat weed up

If you watch how I move you mistake me for a player or pimp

Been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp

In Da Hood, In L.A., They saying 50 you hot

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

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

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

Got a meal out the deal and I'm still on the grind

And shorty said she feelin' my style, she feeling my flow

Her girlfriend willin' to get bi, and they ready to go

Chorus (x2)

You can find me In Da Club

Bottle full of bub

Momma got what you need

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 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 up and I ain't changed

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 Da Club it's on

I wink my eye at you chicks

If she smiles she gone

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

If you're talking about money, homie, I ain't concerned

I'ma tell you what Banks told 'cause go 'head switch the style up

And if they hate then let them hate and watch the money pile up

Or we can go upside their head with a bottle of bub

C'mon, they know where we be Whew!!

Chorus (x2)

You can find me In Da Club

Bottle full of bub

Momma got what you need

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 getting rubbed

(Laughing)

Ha Ha Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither

We In Da Club all the time, So pop, pop off

Shady Aftermath

Ha Ha