Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go shorty, It's your Birthday,
We gona party like it's your birthday,
We gonna sip Bacardi like it's your birthday,
And you know we don't really care it's not your birthday.

You'll,find me in da' club bottle full of bub
Mami got what you need 'fya need to feel a buzz,
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug 'fya into gettin' rubbed.
You'll, find me in da' club bottle full of bub
Mami got what you need 'fya need to feel a buzz,
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug 'fya into gettin' rubbed

When I pull up out front You'll see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep there's so much drama in Da' club
People heard I roll with Dre' now the wanna show me love.
When you sell like eminem, you get plenty of groupie love.
But homie ain't nothing changed, Hold down G's up
I see Xhibit in the club, hey homie roll them trees up.
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a player, pimp
Been hit with a few shells but I don't walk with a limp.

In the hood all the ladies sayin' Fifty you hot,
They like me, I want em to love me like they love Pac.
But holla in New York they sure'll tell you I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold.
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
Got a "Mil" out the deal and I'm still on the grind.
Now shorty said she's, feelin' my style, she's feelin' my flow
Her girlfriend wanted a guy and we're ready to go.

You'll,find me in da' club bottle full of bub
Mami got what you need 'fya need to feel a buzz,
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug 'fya into gettin' rubbed.
You'll, find me in da' club bottle full of bub
Mami got what you need 'fya need to feel a buzz,
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug 'fya into gettin' rubbed.

My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My cribs, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look homie I got Kmart 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 that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life,
Moved out the hood, now you tryin' to pull me back right?
When my junk gets to pumpin In Da' club it's on,
I wink my eye at your girl, if she smiles she's gone.
If the roofs on fire man, just let it burn,
If your talkin' about money homie I ain't concerned.
I'm a tell you what banks told me cause go 'head switch the styles up,
And if they hate, let em' hate, watch the money pile up.
Or we could go upside your head wit' a bottle of bub,
They know where we be.

You'll,find me in da' club bottle full of bub
Mami got what you need 'fya need to feel a buzz,
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug 'fya into gettin' rubbed.
You'll, find me in da' club bottle full of bub
Mami got what you need 'fya need to feel a buzz,
I'm into having sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug 'fya into gettin' rubbed

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