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PERFORMING ARTISTS
50 Cent
50 Cent
Vocals
Mark Batson
Mark Batson
Keyboards
Dawaun Parker
Dawaun Parker
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
Dawaun Parker
Dawaun Parker
Songwriter
James Harris
James Harris
Songwriter
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Reyes
Robert Reyes
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Gabriel
Jacob Gabriel
Assistant Recording Engineer
50 Cent
50 Cent
Executive Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I make a move
I make a move
I make you hot up in here
Look around
See what we got up in here
[Verse 2]
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin' bitch
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent, trick
[Verse 3]
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin' bitch
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent, trick
[Verse 4]
They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it
I topped In Da Club, I'm still sippin' the bub
The drama, I'm with it, I get biz, you get it?
I breeze on that shit it, I split your widig
That's why a **** bid it, I can't forget it
I said I didn't do it, witnesses said I did it
I'm fresh out on bail, my Benz is all kitted
Five TVs, my rims are so sidick
I cruise through your bitch, I just fall in love with it
Baby, come in, girl, I wanna give it to you
Once I'm in, it's on, I'm a freak with it
Money come quidick, hot shit I spit it
G-Unit kidicks, blue New York fitted
Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah, I'm with it
She come to my hotel room, she know she gon' get it
It's exercise, my homie, he been waiting
He next to ride
[Verse 5]
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin' bitch
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent, trick
[Verse 6]
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin' bitch
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent, trick
[Verse 7]
People always talkin' 'bout my reputation
I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em
I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em
I don't love 'em, I don't care what she do with him
It's all good with me
Soo woo
[Verse 8]
Yeah, they can't do it how I do it
I'm number one, I knew it
I do, I do my thing and gangstas bop to it
It's hit after hit, damn, I'm on a roll
I'm like James Brown now, man, I got soul
Nah, I ain't a pimp, but, hell yeah, I got hoes
I was born to do this, when I breathe I make a killing
You think I'm bullshitting, my money touchin' the ceiling
Cam buying condos, I'm buying the whole building
I'm pissin' on grown women, R. Kelly do it to children
You bet against me, boy, I'ma hurt your feelings
It's over and over, I'ma keep on winning
My Rolls Royce tinted, your Phantom rented
That's why we never ever ever see you in the hood with it
Man, everybody know, like everywhere I go
When 50 in the club, shit just go out of control
You can blame it on Em, or blame it on Dre, okay
[Verse 9]
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin' bitch
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent, trick
[Verse 10]
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin' bitch
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent, trick
Written by: 50 Cent, Andre Romell Young, TBD
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