[Intro: Havoc (50 Cent)]
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It's the Infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B (Ha Ha)
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We can't be touched nigga can't you see (G-Unit!!!)
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[50 Cent:]
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You do you man cause me I'm 'gon do my thang (You know I do my thang)
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I'm a get my drink on and party like it's ok
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[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
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Trust me man it's ok bounce with me in slow mo
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When they hear the kid in the house it's like oh no
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50 got 'em locin again, they open again
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Got 'em sippin on that juice and gin
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You could find me in the background burnin that backwood
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Stylin and stuntin doin my two step frontin
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Now I'm a tell you What Em told me homey
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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
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It's always off the chain man when I'm around
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I play the block bumpin, it was all for the dough
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I get the club jumpin, cause I'm sick with flow
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You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
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I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho'
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I got the info you already know
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Man I get it poppin in the club everybody show me love let's go
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[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
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Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now shorty let's get into it
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You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
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Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now homey let's get into it
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[Verse 2: Havoc]
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You wanna search me than search me but hurry up cause I'm thirsty
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I need that, grind in my system P, on my side twistin
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In club today for the chick to go both, ways let me see that ID just for proof
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With the drink till the burn is gone, hit the dancefloor like a scene from soft porn
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Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer
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Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame ya
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But, in any event, keep fuckin with 50 it make cents
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Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla
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But you lookin at a nigga that done came from the squalla
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Now my buddy so gone I can pop ya collar
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Now follow same nothin let me see you swallow
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In my crib got the co-ed back the new problem
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In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starvin
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So much green gettin twisted like Botanical Garden, let's go
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[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
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Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now shorty let's get into it
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You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
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Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now homey let's get into it
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[Verse 3: Prodigy]
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You already know how it go I bang I shine
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I play I stay I'm goin for mine
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I'm young I'm black I'm rich and yes
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I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin project steps
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I'm cool I'm calm you lookin real stressed
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I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head
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I'm known for Gat poppin, when I got problems
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I don't run, I just gun you all up
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But we ain't come here to start no drama
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We just lookin for our future baby mamas
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With money with face with style and body
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I cook I clean I swear that mami
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Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody
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I go down low, I'm lyin I'm tryin my best to let you know
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Sugar pop get at P The Doc beat make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets
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[Chorus: 50 Cent]
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You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
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Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now shorty let's get into it
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You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control
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Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now homey let's get into it
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Outta Control (Remix)
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Mobb Deep |