Discover the poetic beauty in ‘In Da Club’ by 50 Cent. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 50 Cent or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
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 f*ck
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 taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Look mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs (uh huh)
When I roll twenty deep, it’s twenty knives in the club (yeah)
Niggas heard I f*ck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna f*ck
Look homie, ain’t nothing change hold down, G’s up
I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigga, roll that weed up (roll it)
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 saying, “50 you hot”
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
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold
I’m fully 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 with her, they bi and they ready to go
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Look mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Look mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to 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 came up and I ain’t changed
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 tryna pull me back right?
When my joint get to pumping 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 talking ’bout money homie, I ain’t concerned
I’m a tell you what Banks told me, “Cuz, go ‘head switch the style up
If the niggas hate, then let ’em hate
Watch the money pile up”
Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub’
They know where we fucking be
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Look mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Look mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
I’m into having sex, I ain’t into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
Don’t try to act like you ain’t know where we be either, nigga
We in the club all the time, nigga, it’s a problem, pop off, nigga
G-Unit