50 Cent - Why They Look Like That

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 fuck 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 fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck (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 motherfucker 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 fuckin' 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