Go, go, go, go, go, go, go Shawty, it's your birthday We gon' party like it's your birthday We gon' sip a cardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a care cause it's your birthday You'll find me in the club, bottles full of bub But mami, I got that ex if you in the getting tough Tell me not having sex, I ain't into making love So come and give me a hug if you in the getting rough You'll find me in the club, bottles full of bub But mami, I got that ex if you in the getting tough Tell me not having sex, I ain't into making love So come and give me a hug if you in the getting rough When I pull up in the front seat, the Benz zoned up When I roll the 20, Jeeves with 20 knives in the club For the third, I mess with Dre down, they wanna show me love When they see like Eminem and them girls, they wanna tug But on me, nothing change, hold down, G's up I see exhibit in the club, fool, roll that weed up If you watch me how I move, you mistake me for a playa pimp But been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp In the hood, the ladies say the 50's hot They like me, I want them to love me like they love rock But hollering in New York, they always say that I'm loco And the plan is to put this rap gang in a chokehold In the focus, man, my money on my mind I got a meal like a deal and I'm still on the grind The shirt says she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Her girlfriend's ready to ride and they ready to go You'll find me in the club, bottles full of bub But mami, I got that ex if you in the getting tough Tell me not having sex, I ain't into making love So come and give me a hug if you in the getting rough You'll find me in the club, bottles full of bub But mami, I got that ex if you in the getting tough Tell me not having sex, I ain't into making love So come and give me a hug if you in the getting rough My flow, my show bought me the dope That bought me all my fancy things My crib, my car, my food, my juice Look, brother, I done came up and I ain't changed And you should love it more than you hate it Brother, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it, I'm the cat by the bar, toasting to that good life You that ragged ass brother trying to put me back, right? When my junk gets a bump and when the club is on And when I get your girl, once she smiles, she gone If the roof's on fire, let the whole roof burn You're not talking about money, homie, I ain't concerned I'ma tell you like bass told me Cause go ahead and switch the style up And if they hating, let them hating Watch the money pile up And we gon' go upside the head with a bottle of bub You know where the hell we be You'll find me in the club, bottles full of bub But, mommy, I got that ex if you wanna get in touch Cause I'm in the habit, sex, I ain't in the making love So come give me a hug if you wanna get in rough You'll find me in the club, bottles full of bub But, mommy, I got that ex if you wanna get in touch Cause I'm in the habit, sex, I ain't in the making love So come give me a hug if you wanna get in rough You'll find me in the club Don't try to act like you don't know what we be here for In the club, it's all the time, bottles pop off, oh G-Unit, yeah G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit G-Unit