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[Young Chris] the one with the heat rock
Before I hit the club, hit the weed spot
It goes a one (one), two (two), three (three), and

[Verse 1]

[Young
Yeah, come here, ooh
This mister steal your girl
This mister steal your girl
Aye girl aye girl aye girl, let go

Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Aye
[Young Chris] the one with the heat rock
Before I hit the club, hit the weed spot
It goes a one (one), two (two), three (three), and

[Verse 1]

[Young
really such a lady
I rep Young Money
You know Slim, Baby
And we be doin' donuts while we wave in the 3-80
We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti
Yeah, come here, ooh
This mister steal your girl
This mister steal your girl
Aye girl aye girl aye girl, let go

Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Aye
Yeah, come here, ooh
This mister steal your girl
This mister steal your girl
Aye girl aye girl aye girl, let go

Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Aye
it confused ([Rell:] "Roc, baby")
Doin' what we do ([Rell:] "It's The Roc, baby")
B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek ([Rell:] "You
[Young Chris] the one with the heat rock
Before I hit the club, hit the weed spot
It goes a one (one), two (two), three (three), and

[Verse 1]

[Young
young jizzle from the bottom of the map
got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap
(ay) [5x]
I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks
you work harder or less

(Young Chris)
Just give it all to my daughter wit death
Until then love me
Cee and Neef baby give us a second
Stand tall when
[Young Chris]
Yeah, see and Neef baby
We grown men (rock wit me)
I don't know what they told you (rock wit me)
But I'm a grown man ma (we grown men
Yeah, come here, ooh
This mister steal your girl
This mister steal your girl
Aye girl aye girl aye girl, let go

Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Aye
Yeah, come here, ooh
This mister steal your girl
This mister steal your girl
Aye girl aye girl aye girl, let go

Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Aye
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well, I'll come out
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well, I'll come out
you see me coming baby
You know my life is at stake. 

Yeah now I hope you'll see me
When I come streakin' by.
Well I hope you'll see me,
When I
I hit rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
Uh....Youngunas...Chris and Neef...chia ....Uh 
Its official state P representnas....Woo. .....Woo 
DJ Enough... 
Uh....Youngunas...Chris
Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs
And nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around
Watchin' the wheels of cars that pass
I look past
take the bottom line
Multiply by five, it's larger than life
That's how I'd describe our love

Take every heart beatin' that's a reelin' from
the peak, the peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep baby, the deep baby, the deep
Then dip me under where you can feel
the peak, the peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep baby, the deep baby, the deep
Then dip me under where you can feel
you reach my peak babe, the peak, the peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep baby, the deep baby, the deep
don't play rock and roll
I'm not a nice boy and I never was!

Young and fresh when she hit town
Hot for kicks just to get around
But now she lays in
She give me top and bottom, now she screenshot
Your style gold like Chris drinking Ciroc
She like that dope D, I call it three rocks
Ok she down