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Bottle, Bottle (Jim Ed Brown) · Playlist: The Very Best of Jessica Simpson (Jessica Simpson) · Jessica's Blues (Jessica Williams) · Jessica Cristina (Jessica) · Best of Jessica Williams on Jazz Focus, Vol. 1 (Jessica Williams) · Jessica [EP] (Adam Green) · Jessica (Adam Green) · Playlist: The Very Best of Jessica Simpson (Kansas) · Kissing Jessica Stein (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Jessica (Dir en Grey) – and 90 other albums »


let me I can teach you how to take it to the top
With a bottle of Cris lady you'll be naked on the spot
Gassed up from the conversation in the drop
It
don’t wanna hear the truth
It never made sense to me
Why everything I love the most, is so wrong for me!

Smokin’ out, throwin’ up
Keep a fifth off
twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my evil twin
He's just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't blame me, blame him (Evil
as well get another round (round)
Notice there ain't nothing in your cup
So get here baby let me fill it up (fill it up)

Go girl, 
Its your birthday
twin)
If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my evil twin
He's just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin)
So don't blame me, blame him (Evil
a nigga on the top floor
I beat him with a jack show him that I'm not a hoe
Fill an application out at papadeaux's
Work my way up to manager and rob
a model (fuck it)
Jamo out the bottle (fuck it)
40 in the glove box, that shit fill you up with hollows (boom)

Where the smokes at?
Roll it, roll it,
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
em' out they clothes
Smoke marijuana by the O, our eyes low
My pockets covered in zero's
Bitches run up to me like a hero
My niggas rob like De Niro
may occur in life
Everyday with her is like a plus
I'm a love her til she be like that's enough
Pop a bottle get a couple wine glasses fill 'em up
to these lames, please stop
I shoot up their venue, with a metaphor about myself
The marque say the name, the name make the marque pop
Blocka-blocka player
prostitution
Weed, coca leaves, percs and LSD
Two hundred for the bottle
Add it up, more for me
Thinking back, I'm still here it's lovely
Ripping shows
president
Gettin' off is the first order of business
Once I get in office
Second thing that'll make me happy's walkin' up to Uncle Sam
Naked, laughing,
pop it and drop it
You know I love when you work that, you get dick
Get it crunk it's a kinky thing
Baby gul' let me see you fold up your legs like
to fill the dead space that's left,
You're all, "Give me ethnicity or give me dreads."
Trustafundian rebel without a cause for alarm,
Cause when push
her is like a plus
I'mma love her til she be like that's enough
Pop a bottle get a couple wine glasses fill em up and lift em up
Let us toast
may occur in life
Everyday with her is like a plus
I'm a love her til she be like that's enough
Pop a bottle get a couple wine glasses fill 'em up
mean, I can't even feel my legs like I'm froze
And I wanna get me dome, 
But I can't even take her home
I wanna go, but my girl keep blowin' up my
Tired of you muggin me like you a born killer
I'll wrap the beef up for ya like a tortilla nigga

[Verse 6 - Chamillionaire - imitating Big Moe]
Hey, naw,