50 Cent - In Da Club (MTV Version) — Unknown Artist | караоке з текстом пісні

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... 'Cause it's your birthday. You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'. Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz. I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed. You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'. Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz. I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed. When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs. When I roll twenty deep, there's always drama in the club. Now that I roll with Dre, everybody show me love. When you sell like Eminem, you get plenty of groupie love. Look homie, ain't nothing changed. Rolls down, Gs up. I see Xzibit in the cutty, man. Roll it. You watch how I move, you respect me for a player pimp. Been hit with a few, but I don't walk with a limp. I'm aight. In the hood, in LA, they saying, "50, you hot." They like me. I want 'em to love me like they love Pac. But holla in New York, shorty 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 mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind. Now shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow. My girls from Woody they bi and they ready to go. You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'. Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz. I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed. You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'. Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz. I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed, rubbed. My flow, my show, brought me the dough. That bought me all my fancy things. My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels. Look homie, I done came up and I ain't changed. 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 the cat by the bar toasting to the good life. Moved out the hood, now you trying to pull me back, right? Once y'all get to pumping in the 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 you talking about money, homie, I ain't concerned. I'ma take it but banks for me, cuz. Go 'head, switch the style up. And 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 the buzz. I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed. You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'. Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz. I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love. So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed. Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither. We in the club all the time. It's no problem, pop off. Shady, Aftermath.