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50 Cent - In Da Club Lyrics
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Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
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 f*ck it's not your birthday

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs (uh-huh)
When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty nines in the club (yeah)
Niggas heard I f*ck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna f*ck (woo)
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed, hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigga, roll that weed up (roll that)
If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp (I'm aight)
In the hood in L.A., they sayin', "50 you hot" (uh-huh)
They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York, them niggas'll 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
Got a mil' out 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'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' 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, nigga, I done came up and I ain't changed (what, what, yeah)

And you should love it, way more than you hate it
Nigga, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga tryna pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumpin' in the club it's on
I wink my eye at your bitch, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherf*cker burn
If you talkin' 'bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me, "Cuz, go 'head switch the style up
If niggas hate, then let 'em hate, then watch the money pile up"
Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'
They know where we f*ckin' be

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither, nigga
We in the club all the time, nigga, it's a problem, pop off, nigga
G-Unit
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Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
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 f*ck it's not your birthday

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs (uh-huh)
When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty nines in the club (yeah)
Niggas heard I f*ck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna f*ck (woo)
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed, hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigga, roll that weed up (roll that)
If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp (I'm aight)
In the hood in L.A., they sayin', "50 you hot" (uh-huh)
They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York, them niggas'll 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
Got a mil' out 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'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' 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, nigga, I done came up and I ain't changed (what, what, yeah)

And you should love it, way more than you hate it
Nigga, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga tryna pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumpin' in the club it's on
I wink my eye at your bitch, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherf*cker burn
If you talkin' 'bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me, "Cuz, go 'head switch the style up
If niggas hate, then let 'em hate, then watch the money pile up"
Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'
They know where we f*ckin' be

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami, I got the X if you into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed

Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither, nigga
We in the club all the time, nigga, it's a problem, pop off, nigga
G-Unit
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Writer: Curtis James Jackson, Michael A. Jr. Elizondo, Andre Romell Young
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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"In da Club" is a song by American rapper 50 Cent from his debut studio album Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003). Written by 50 Cent alongside producers Dr. Dre and Mike Elizondo, the song, which uses an unconventional off-beat rhythm, was released on January 7, 2003, as the album's lead single and peaked at number one on the US Billboard Hot 100, becoming 50 Cent's first number-one single.

"In da Club" received praise from critics; at the 46th Grammy Awards, it was nominated for Best Male Rap Solo Performance and Best Rap Song. The accompanying music video for "In da Club" won Best Rap Video and Best New Artist at the 2003 MTV Video Music Awards. In 2009, the song was listed at number 24 in Billboard's Hot 100 Songs of the Decade.

It was listed at number 13 in Rolling Stone's "Best Songs of the Decade". In 2010, it was ranked 448th in Rolling Stone's 500 Greatest Songs of All Time list. It was performed by 50 Cent in the Super Bowl LVI halftime show on February 13, 2022.
Performed By: 50 Cent
From Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin'
Genre(s): East Coast hip hop, gangsta rap
Written by: Curtis James Jackson, Michael A. Jr. Elizondo, Andre Romell Young
Produced by: Dr. Dre, Mike Elizondo
Released: January 7th, 2003
Year: 2003

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