Twisted

[Intro: Mr. Probz & (50 Cent)]

Here's a little info you should know (it's 50)

You don't know what you're in for

What you're in for (c'mon)

[Chorus: Mr. Probz & (50 Cent)]

We get the party rockin', bottles poppin'

Tonight we gon' turn up 'til we (yeah) twisted, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

System thumpin', the club is jumpin'

Tonight we gon' turn up 'til we twisted, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Let's toast to success and take it a little higher

May tomorrow bring you everything your heart desires

Let your drive and ambition offer you new visions

May your gut-instinct help you make good decisions

This is more than Champagne, this is more than just a glass

This is a symbol of accomplishment we rarely ever had (ha ha!)

Let's enjoy tonight like tonight's our last

We can focus on the future and reflect on the past (WOOO!)

We done came so far, I mean, look where we are

If they don't call us by name they call us entrepreneurs

From the block to the board room, the hood to the high life

Skyscraper paper, baby, life in the limelight

Want the best of the best, the top of the top

I mean the baddest bitches, you know, the cream of the crop

We gotta hustle and have it, we better than average (uh)

More like the elite, my nigga, we gotta eat, c'mon

[Chorus: Mr. Probz & (50 Cent)]

We get the party rockin', bottles poppin'

Tonight we gon' turn up 'til we (turn up) twisted, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

System thumpin', the club is jumpin'

Tonight we gon' turn up 'til we (c'mon, c'mon) twisted, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]

What was once a strike against us has become an advantage

'Cause we grind when we at it like we stone-cold addicts

That mastermind, the mental is oh so essential (uh)

Product of the environment (uh), they ain't been what we've been through (yeah)

I'm fond of the phrase "If there's a will, there's a way"

'Cause we come from the parts where only killers could play

Southside (Southside), it's alright

The ghetto's my Alma Mater huh? It's alright (WOOO!)

We could keep the party jumpin' like this all night

The bottles, just keep 'em comin', baby, let's get right

Let's get it on, play a little Marvin

It’s gettin' hot in here, homie, this could be a problem

Keni Burke style, let's keep rising to the top (uh)

Let's do it, do it big and let a fuckin' hater watch, oh yeah

This is perfect, this a moment to remember

As we proceed on our money getting agenda, c'mon

[Chorus: Mr. Probz & (50 Cent)]

We get the party rockin', bottles poppin'

Tonight we gon' turn up 'til we (turn up) twisted, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

System thumpin', the club is jumpin'

Tonight we gon' turn up 'til we twisted, yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)