Outta Control (remix)

[Intro: Havoc (50 cent)]

It's the infamous mobb, m-o-b-b (ha ha)

We can't be touched nigga can't you see (g-unit!!!)

[50 cent:]

You do you man cause me I'm 'gon do my thang, you know I do my

Thang

I'ma get my drink on and party like it's ok

[Verse 1: 50 cent]

Trust me man it's ok, bounce with me in slow mo

When they hear the kid in the house it's like: Oh no

50 got 'em locin again, they open again

Got 'em sipping on that juice and gin

You could find me in the background burning that backwood

Styling and stunting doing my two step fronting

Now I'ma tell you what em told me, homey

Just lose the parental discretion's advised, this is grown folk

Music

Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down

It's always off the chain man when I'm around

I play the block bumping, it was all for the dough

I get the club jumping, cause I'm sick with flow

You know it's sold out, like wherever I go

I jam packed the show man that's for sure

I got the info you already know

Man I get it popping in the club, everybody show me love, let's go

[Chorus: 50 cent]

You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta

Control

Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now

Shorty let's get into it

You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta

Control

Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now

Homey let's get into it

[Verse 2: Havoc]

You wanna search me for certain but hurry up cause I'm

Thirsty

I need that, grind in my system p, on my side twisting

In the club today for the chick to go both

Ways, let me see that id

Just for proof

With the drink till the burn is gone, hit the dancefloor like a

Scene from soft porn

Before it pop, make em sign a disclaimer

Try to get me on some pac shit these tricks will frame ya

But, in any event, keep fucking with 50 it makes sense

Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holler

But you lookin at a nigga that done came from the squalor

Now my buddy so gone I can pop your collar

Now if I don’t say nothin, let me see you swallow

In the club got the co-ed back the new problem

In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starving

So much green gettin twisted like botanical garden, let's go

[Chorus: 50 cent]

You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta

Control

Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now

Shorty let's get into it

You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta

Control

Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now

Homey let's get into it

[Verse 3: Prodigy]

You already know how it go, I bang, I shine

I play, I stay I'm going for mine

I'm young, I'm black, I'm rich and yes

I'm ghetto than the motherfucking project steps

I'm cool, I'm calm you looking real stressed

I'm strapped I'm armed kid, hold your head

I'm known for gat popping, when I got problems

I don't run, I just gun you all up

But we ain't come here to start no drama

We just looking for our future baby mamas

With money with face with style and body

I cook I clean I swear that mami

Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody

I go down low, I'm lying I'm trying my best to let you know

Sugar pop get at p the doc beat make it easy to get 'em in the

Bed sheets

[Chorus: 50 cent]

You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta

Control

Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now

Shorty let's get into it

You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta

Control

Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now

Homey let's get into it