Come & Go

By 50 Cent

On Curtis

Released on September 11, 2007

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[Produced by Dr.Dre]


[Intro: 50 Cent]

I make 'em move

I make 'em move

I make it hot up in here

Look around

Let's see what we got up in here


[Chorus: 50 Cent & Dr. Dre]

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (you ain't freaking, we ain't speaking, bitch)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (it's Dr Dre and 50 Cent, trick)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (you ain't freaking, we ain't speaking, 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 1: 50 Cent]

They say he couldn't do it, look, now, I did it

I topped 'In the Club', I'm still sipping the bub

The drama, I'm with it, I get biz, you get it

I breezed on that shiddit, I split your widdig

That's why a nigga's bidded, 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 TV's, my rims is so sidick

I cruise through, your bitch just fell in love with it

Baby, come in, girl, I want to give it to you

Once I'm in, it's on, I'm a freak with it

Money comes quidick, hot shit, I spit it

G Unit kidicks, blue New York fitted

Shorty, want to cut, oh, yeah, I'm with it

She comes to my hotel room, she know she's gone get it

Its exercise, my homie, he's been waiting, he's next in line


[Chorus: 50 Cent & Dr. Dre]

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (you ain't freaking, we ain't speaking, bitch)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (it's Dr Dre and 50 Cent, trick)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (you ain't freaking, we ain't speaking, bitch)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (it's Dr Dre and 50 Cent, trick)


[Bridge: 50 Cent]

People always talking about my reputation

I don't love them, I don't need them

I don't love them, I don't need them

I don't love them

I don't care what she do with him, it's all good with me

Suwoo


[Verse 2: 50 Cent]

They can't do it how I do it, I'm number one, I knew it

I do, I do my thing and gangsters bop to it

It's hit after hit, damn, I'm on a roll

I'm like James Brown now, man, I've got soul

No, I ain't a pimp, but hell yeah, I've got hoes

I was born to do this, when I breathe I make a killing

Think I'm bullshitting, my money's touching the ceiling

Cam buying condos, I'm buying the whole buildings

I'm pissin' on grown women, R Kelly do it to chilen

You bet against me, boy, I'mma hurt your feelings

Because over and over, I'mma keep on winning

My Rolls Royce's tinted, your Phantom's rented

That's why we never ever ever see you in the hood with it

Man, everybody knows, like everywhere I go

When 50 in the club, shit just goes out of control

You can blame it on Em, or blame it on Dre, okay?


[Chorus: 50 Cent & Dr. Dre]

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (you ain't freaking, we ain't speaking, bitch)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (it's Dr Dre and 50 Cent, trick)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (you ain't freaking, we ain't speaking, bitch)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in, (kick 'em out)

Bring 'em in (it's Dr Dre and 50 Cent, trick)