Outta Control (remix) Lyrics - 50 Cent

It's the Infamous Mobb, M O B B 

We can't be touched nigga can't you see? 

(G-Unit) 

You do you man 'cause me I'm 'gon do my thang 

(You know I do my thang) 

I'm a get my drink on and party like it's okay 

Trust me man it's okay bounce with me in slow mo' 

When they hear the kid in the house it's like oh no 

50 got 'em locin' again, they open again 

Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin 

You could find me in the background burnin' that backwood 

Stylin' and stuntin' doin' my two step frontin' 

Now I'm a tell you what Em told me homey 

Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music 

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Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down 

It's always off the chain man when I'm around 

I play the block bumpin', it was all for the dough 

I get the club jumpin', 'cause I'm sick with flow 

You know it's sold out, like wherever I go 

I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho' 

I got the info you already know 

Man I get it poppin' in the club everybody show me love let's go 

You know, I got what it takes 

To make the club go outta control 

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit 

Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it 

You know, I got what it takes 

To make the club go outta control 

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit 

Bounce with me now homey let's get into it 

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You wanna search me than search me but hurry up 'cause I'm thirsty 

I need that, grind in my system P, on my side twistin' 

In club today for the chick to go both ways 

Let me see that ID just for proof with the drink till the burn is gone 

Hit the dance floor like a scene from soft porn 

Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer 

Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame you 

But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents 

Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla 

But you lookin' at a nigga that done came from the squalla 

Now my buddy so gone I can pop ya collar 

Now follow same nothin let me see you swallow 

In my crib got the co-ed back the new problem 

In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starvin' 

So much green gettin' twisted like Botanical Garden 

Let's go 

You know, I got what it takes 

To make the club go outta control 

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit 

Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it 

You know, I got what it takes 

To make the club go outta control 

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit 

Bounce with me now homey let's get into it 

You already know how it go I bang I shine 

I play, I stay, I'm goin' for mine 

I'm young, I'm black, I'm rich and yes 

I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin' project steps 

I'm cool I'm calm you lookin' real stressed 

I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head 

I'm known for Gat poppin', when I got problems 

I don't run, I just gun you all up 

But we ain't come here to start no drama 

We just lookin' for our future baby mamas 

With money with face with style and body 

I cook I clean I swear that mami 

Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody 

I go down low, I'm lyin', I'm tryin' my best to let you know 

Sugar pop get at P, The Doc beat 

Make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets 

You know, I got what it takes 

To make the club go outta control 

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit 

Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it 

You know, I got what it takes 

To make the club go outta control 

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit 

Bounce with me now homey let's get into it