50 Cent - Sexy Lil' Thug (Remix) lyrics

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50 Cent - Sexy Lil' Thug (Remix) lyrics

[Intro 1: 50 Cent] (*Get Rich Or Die Tryin' intro*) Hahaha Break it down Go, go, go, go, go, go [Intro 2: Beyonce] ------------------------------------------------------------- (* 50 Cent intro in background *) Go shawty, it's yo' birthday We gon party like it's yo' birthday We gon sip Bacardi like it's yo' birthday And you know we don't give a f** it's not yo' birthday! ------------------------------------------------------------- Go shorty, it's Beyonce We gon' party like, it's ya birthday We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday So put ya drink up in the air if you feel s**y! [Verse 1: Beyonce] I'm the chick with the hot ish, Manolo Blahnik Jimmy Choo kicks, k**in' it, who you with? Me and my girls at the party with the diamond Zinati's I'm that cla**y mami with the Marilyn Monroe body (hahaha) I'm that fly chick 5'6", Marc Jacob mini Ghetto fabolous, glamourous, its effortless Make up light, we with my pastel Luis Designer scarf, work of art, rockin' vintage Gucci [Hook 2x: Beyonce] You can find me in da club, sippin' on some bub Daddy I got what you need you's a s**y little thug Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you a s**y little thug ------------------------------------------------------------- (* 50 Cent in the background on 2nd repeat*) You can find me in da club, bottle full'a bub Mama got what you need, if you need to feel a buzz I'm into havin' s**, I ain't into makin' love So come gimme a hug, if you into gettin' rubbed (hahaha) ------------------------------------------------------------- [Hook: Beyonce] ------------------------------------------------------------- (* 50 Cent in the background *) Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty ------------------------------------------------------------- My nails, my hair, my diamond rings Shining with all my fancy things My crib, my car, my clothes, my j**els Why you mad, cause I came up and I ain't changed [Verse 2: Beyonce] I'm that girl wearing Chanel pearls Chandeliers in my ears from Bailey Banks & Biddle Ya feelin' my style, ya feelin' my flow Hair sheek, smells sweet, like flow to flow I'm the lady sippin' Bailey's while I strut like a model If the ladies wanna hate me, I just send them a bottle I know I got it, but don't flaunt it even though brothas want it Dancin' dirty while I'm flirtin', cause he checkin' up on me [Hook 2x: Beyonce] You can find me in da club, sippin' on some bub Daddy I got what you need, you a s**y little thug Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you a s**y little thug [Hook: Beyonce] ------------------------------------------------------------- (* 50 Cent in the background *) Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ------------------------------------------------------------- My nails, my hair, my diamond rings Shining with all my fancy things My crib, my car, my clothes, my j**els Why you mad, cause I came up and I ain't changed [Verse 3: 50 Cent] ------------------------------------------------------------- (* Beyonce in the background *) Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh! Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh! Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh! Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh! Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh! Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh! ------------------------------------------------------------- And you should love it, way more than you hate it Oh, you mad, I thought you should be happy I made it I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life Move out the hood now you tryin' to pull me back, right? When my junk get to pumpin' in da club it's on I wink my eye at ya chick, if she smile, she gone If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn If you talkin' about money, homie I ain't concerned I'mma tell you what Banks told me, cuz go head, switch the style up And if they hate, then let 'em hate, and watch the money pile up Or we go upside they head with a bottle of bub C'mon, ain't know where we be.. [Hook 2x: Beyonce] You can find me in da club, sippin' on some bub Daddy I got what you need, you a s**y little thug Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love So come give me a hug, you a s**y little thug [Outro: 50 Cent] Hahaha Don't try to act like you don't know where we been either We in da club all the time, it's about to pop off Hahaha