In Da Club Lyrics - Beyonce Knowles

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 yo birthday Cause you know we don't give a fuck 

It's not your birthday! 

You can find me in the club 

Bottle full of Bud Mama 

I got what you need 

If you into takin' drugs 

I'm into having sex, 

I ain't into making love 

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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 hears 

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 

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Cutt that 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 dont walk wit a limp In the hood, in L. 

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 im 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 You can find me in the club, bottle full of Bud Mama, I got what you need, if you into takin' drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting 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 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 bud You know where we fucking be You can find me in the club, bottle full of Bud Mama, I got what you need, if you into takin' drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either nigga In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga