Go, go, go, go
    Go, go, go shorty
    It’s your birthday
    We gon’ party like it’s yo birthday
    We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
    And you know we don’t give a fuck
    It’s not your birthday!

    [Chorus] (2x)
    You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
    Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
    I’m into having sex, I ain’t into makin love
    So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed

    When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
    When I roll 20 deep, it’s 20 knives in the club
    Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
    When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
    But homie ain’t nothing change ho’s down, G’s up
    I see Xzibit in the Cutt hey nigga roll that weed up
    If you watch how I move you’ll mistake me for a playa or pimp
    Been hit wit a few shells but I don’t walk wit a limp
    In the 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 them niggas’ll tell ya I’m loco
    And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
    I’m feelin’ focused man, my money on my mind
    I got a mill out the deal and I’m still on the grind
    Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
    Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

    [Chorus] (2x)

    My flow, my show brought me the doe
    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 change

    And you should love it, way more then you hate it
    Nigga you mad? I thought that you’d be happy I made it
    I’m that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
    You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
    When my junk get to pumpin in the club it’s on
    I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
    If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
    If you talking bout money homie, I ain’t concerned
    I’m a tell you what Banks told me cause go ‘head switch the style up
    If the niggas hate then let ’em hate
    Watch the money pile up
    Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
    They know where we fucking be

    [Chorus] (2x)

    (Laughing) Don’t try to act like you ain’t know where we been either nigga
    In the club all the time nigga, it’s about to pop off nigga

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