Come on
Dre-T Lyrics


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I make a move
I make a move
I make it hot up in here, look around see what we got up in here

Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', 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 freakin', 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

They said we 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 B's on that shitty, I split ya widdig
That's why a nigga 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 bitches just fall in love with it
Baby come in, girl I wanna give it to ya
Once I'm in, it's on, I'm a freak with it
Money come quidick, hot shit, I spit it
G-unit kidicks, blue New York fitted
Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah, I'm with it
She come to my hotel room, she know she gon' get it
It's exercise, my homie he be waiting he ain't next to ride

Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', 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 freakin', 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

People always talkin' 'bout my reputation
I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em
I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em
I don't love 'em
I don't care what she do with him
It's all good with me
(Sooo) Yeah

They can't do it how I do it, I'm number one, I knew it
I do, I do my thing and gangstas bob to it
It's hit after hit, damn, I'm on a roll
I'm like James Brown now, man, I got soul
Naw, I ain't a pimp, but hell yeah, I got hoes
I was born to do this, when I breathe I make a killing
You think I'm bullshittin'? My money touching the ceiling
Cam buyin' condos, I'm buyin' the whole buildings
I'm pissin' on grown women, R. Kelly do it to children
You bet against me boy, I'ma hurt your feelings
'Cause over and over, I'ma keep on winning
My Rolls Royce tinted, ya Phantom rented
That's we never, ever, ever see you in the hood with it
Man e'ybody know, like e'ywhere I go
When 50 in club, shit just go outta control
You can blame it on Em, or blame it on Dre, OK

Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', 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 freakin', 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to the Dre-T and 50 Cent collaboration, "Come On," are all about living large and showing off. The first verse sets the tone as Dre-T raps about making moves and making it hot in the club. With lines like "Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin', bitch," he's not holding back on his swagger.


50 Cent takes over for the second verse, rapping about how he proved everyone wrong by succeeding in the music industry. He boasts about his money and fame, and even compares himself to James Brown. The chorus repeats the "Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)" line, which is a call to bring in the hot women and kick out anyone who's not up to their standards.


Overall, the lyrics to "Come On" are all about showing off and living like a boss. It's an anthem for anyone who's made it big and wants to celebrate their success.


Line by Line Meaning

I make a move
I take action to get what I want


I make it hot up in here, look around see what we got up in here
I bring energy to the room and survey the people and things in it


Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Invite people to join or kick them out if they're not wanted


Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speaking, bitch
You're not welcome unless you're ready to party, and if not, we won't talk to you


Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent trick
I have a reputation and power, and people will come just to be associated with me


They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it
I proved doubters wrong and succeeded


I topped in the club, I'm still sipping the bub
I'm successful and still enjoying my champagne


The drama, I'm with it, I get biz', you get it?
I thrive in the chaos and get things done, you understand?


I B's on that shitty, I split ya widdig
I'm tough and will fight back if provoked


That's why a nigga bidded, I can't forget it
That's why someone placed a bet on me, I won't forget


I said I didn't do it, witnesses said I did it
I denied accusations but wasn't believed


I'm fresh out on bail, my Benz is all kitted
I just got out of jail and my fancy car is customized


Five TV's, my rims is so sidick
My car has five TV screens and my rims are impressive


I cruise through, your bitches just fall in love with it
I drive through town and attract attention from women


Baby come in, girl I wanna give it to ya
Come inside, I want to have sex with you


Once I'm in, it's on, I'm a freak with it
Once we start having sex, I'm wild and aggressive


Money come quidick, hot shit, I spit it
I make money quickly and my music is fire


G-unit kidicks, blue New York fitted
I represent my gang and wear a blue hat


Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah, I'm with it
A girl wants to have sex with me and I'm willing


She come to my hotel room, she know she gon' get it
She comes to my hotel room and knows we're going to have sex


It's exercise, my homie he be waiting he ain't next to ride
Having sex is just like working out, and my friend is waiting for his turn


People always talkin' 'bout my reputation
People are always discussing my public image


I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em
I don't have emotional attachments to women


I don't care what she do with him
I don't care what a woman does with another man


It's all good with me
I'm not affected by it


They can't do it how I do it, I'm number one, I knew it
No one can do what I do, I'm the best and I always knew it


I do, I do my thing and gangstas bob to it
I do my unique style of music and even gangsters like it


It's hit after hit, damn, I'm on a roll
I keep making successful songs and I'm on a streak


I'm like James Brown now, man, I got soul
I have the soulful style of James Brown


Naw, I ain't a pimp, but hell yeah, I got hoes
I'm not a pimp, but I have a lot of women


I was born to do this, when I breathe I make a killing
I'm destined to make music and I make a lot of money doing it


You think I'm bullshittin'? My money touching the ceiling
I'm not lying, I have stacks of money


Cam buyin' condos, I'm buyin' the whole buildings
Other rappers are buying condos, but I'm buying entire buildings


I'm pissin' on grown women, R. Kelly do it to children
I'm disrespecting adult women in the same way R. Kelly disrespects children


You bet against me boy, I'ma hurt your feelings
If you underestimate me, you'll regret it


'Cause over and over, I'ma keep on winning
I'll continue to be successful


My Rolls Royce tinted, ya Phantom rented
My Rolls Royce has tinted windows and your car is just rented


That's we never, ever, ever see you in the hood with it
That's why we never see you driving it in my neighborhood


Man e'ybody know, like e'ywhere I go
Everyone knows me, wherever I go


When 50 in club, shit just go outta control
When I'm in the club, it's a wild party


You can blame it on Em, or blame it on Dre, OK
Blame the craziness on Eminem or Dr. Dre, it's fine




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Dawaun Parker, Mark Batson, Curtis James Jackson, James Samuel III Harris, Terry Steven Lewis

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