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Dark Boy - Gangsta Track feat. Tupac & 50 Cent
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dark Boy
Dark Boy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Saribekyan Sargis
Saribekyan Sargis
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Intro]
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, shorty, 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 fuck it's not your birthday
[Chorus]
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub'
Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub'
Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
[Verse 1]
Now, shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them fools fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her
I spit a lil G Mane and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick **** in her ear, sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar, tryna get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York
I ain't that **** tryna holla 'cause I want some head
I'm that **** tryna holla 'cause I want some bread
[Chorus]
Find me in da club, bottle full of bub'
Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub'
Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
[Verse 2]
Ay, tell my **** Pac
The feds is watchin', **** plottin' to get me
Will I survive, will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibility
High
These **** got me tossin' shit
I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit
Keep your head up, ****, make these motherfuckers suffer
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of **** every time we ride
Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die live the life of a boss player
'Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later
The future's in my eyes 'cause all I want is cash and thangs
A five-double-o Benz, flauntin' flashy rings, uh
Bitches pursue me like a dream
Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
It seems my main thang was to be major paid
The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor blade
[Verse 3]
Go, shorty, 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 fuck it's not your birthday
[Chorus]
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub'
Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in da club, bottle full of bub'
Mama, I got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
Written by: 50 Cent, Saribekyan Sargis
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