Outta Control

I don't run, I just gun you all up
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin
To make the club go outta control
With money with face with style and body
I play, I stay, I'm goin' for mine
Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music

Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down
To make the club go outta control
Now I'm a tell you what Em told me homey

Let me see that ID just for proof with the drink till the burn is gone

Now my buddy so gone I can pop ya collar
You know, I got what it takes
You know, I got what it takes

In club today for the chick to go both ways
I got the info you already know
So much green gettin' twisted like Botanical Garden
You know, I got what it takes
When they hear the kid in the house it's like oh no

Sugar pop get at P, The Doc beat
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
I'm young, I'm black, I'm rich and yes
But we ain't come here to start no drama
I cook I clean I swear that mami

Trust me man it's okay bounce with me in slow mo'

Hit the dance floor like a scene from soft porn
We just lookin' for our future baby mamas
In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starvin'
Man I get it poppin' in the club everybody show me love let's go
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it
You already know how it go I bang I shine
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
To make the club go outta control
But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it
I play the block bumpin', it was all for the dough
(You know I do my thang)
In my crib got the co-ed back the new problem
To make the club go outta control
I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho'
You could find me in the background burnin' that backwood
I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
To make the club go outta control
You do you man 'cause me I'm 'gon do my thang
I get the club jumpin', 'cause I'm sick with flow

Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame you
Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer
To make the club go outta control

(G-Unit)
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
It's always off the chain man when I'm around
Make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets
You know, I got what it takes

Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla
I'm a get my drink on and party like it's okay
But you lookin' at a nigga that done came from the squalla

Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Stylin' and stuntin' doin' my two step frontin'
I'm cool I'm calm you lookin' real stressed
You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
You know, I got what it takes
Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody
You wanna search me than search me but hurry up 'cause I'm thirsty
Now follow same nothin let me see you swallow
I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin' project steps
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it
I need that, grind in my system P, on my side twistin'
I'm known for Gat poppin', when I got problems
Let's go
You know, I got what it takes
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit

I go down low, I'm lyin', I'm tryin' my best to let you know