In Da Club by 50 Cent - Video & Lyrics from the Happy Death Day 2U Trailer
Hey, it's your birthday...again!
Happy Death Day is the most funny and outright cute horror film I've ever seen. It's not scary at all (although the school mascot baby mask is genuinely hideous to behold.) I can't believe I waited this long to watch it the first time. I wanted to get caught up on my Groundhog Day themed movies, and heard Happy Death Day 2U was coming along soon. I made the time, and just loved it. I can't wait for the sequel this week!
In the meantime, this is the trailer song for both movies. I was definitely bummed In Da Club didn't make it into the actual film. (Her 'real' birthday ringtone is much more annoying. I'll add the link for that song below, just to illustrate the difference.) So this film does fall under the Misleading Trailers category, at least musically. Maybe In Da Club will make it into the sequel. I'll know in two days.
Here's the video and lyrics from In Da Club:
In Da Club (Happy Birthday Song)
(Song by 50 Cent)
Go, go, go, go go, go, go, shawty It's your birthday We gon' party like it's yo birthday We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a fuck It's not your birthday!
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty knives in the club Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they want to show me love When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they want to fuck But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a player or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot" They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Her girlfriend want to get bi and they ready to go You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
My flow, my show brought me the dough That bought me all my fancy things My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels Look, nigga, I came up and I ain't changed
And you should love it, way more then you hate it Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life You that fagot ass nigga trying to pull me back right? When my junk get to pumping in the club it's on I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up If the niggas hate then let 'em hate Watch the money pile up Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub You know where we fucking be
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either, nigga In the club all the time, nigga, so it's a problem pop off, nigga, G-Unit!
(Songwriters: Curtis James Jackson / Michael A Elizondo / Andre Romell Young In Da Club lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, BMG Rights Management. 2003.)
And here's the world's most irritating and somewhat creepy birthday ringtone, which we hear in the film, every morning when Tree wakes back up:
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https://runpee.com/all-the-clues-to-the-killer-in-happy-death-day-spoilers/
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