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Poppin' a cap
Off a bottle to enjoy the numbing fluids inside
A hole, never to go, taking a dump
Truck, drive it down the highway,
This is my way, shit

on the court, and we got next up
Now, This summer we got benz
We got Lex truck
It’s kinda like trading places
Huh? I never plug
But I’m guilty by association
So

a surplus of love, but uncertain 'bout the honesty.
We've been taking on a lotta shit.
Got a lot to give, but we gotta figure out the rocket ship.
I'm not

glass if ya thirsty
We poppin bottles better tap it first you showing love come drink with us
We slid up in G-wag and a couple homies in a Bentley truck

Call him Ed Sheeran, he in love with my body

They say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh (yuh)
If you go to church

Mmm, that was good
Aphrodisiacs and bottle pops
Said you wanna meet at 12 o'clock
Aphrodisiacs and bottle pops
I like you how you react when I'm

Misery Loves Company

Rittz

The Life and Times of Jonny Valiant

2013

on a scale from 1 to 10 I'm a 12.
By myself in a room with a bottle getting drunk as shit.
Unhealthy, my livers has had enough again.
But fuck that, I'ma

Feelin like lonely I'm up in the air
Look at my feet, I'm rocking red-bottoms
RPG, walk in with a rocket
Beatbox, if we spot him then we got him
Big truck

Drinking too early by a couple years
Alabama pumping out the Alpines
Kool cigarettes and hot truck beer
Mama's tears and daddy's tough love
We knew

a pelican that nods his head
While looking around at this world, I'm not impressed
Uninterested, too much drama that spreads like infected mamas
Do you love

Bottle of love and a drink of hope
In a Dixie cup
Jack & coke
Bottle of love and a drink of hate
Just like night and day

Moonshine in a paper sack
Kiss

bottles up
All these blue hunnids man they think I hit a armor truck 
Chilling like a villain till that Henny take control of me
Bitch just like kamillion I

Curry with the pot, Draymond with the Glock
Turn your body into clay, I see your truck and shoot it all the way up
Catch me on the west like 'Ye

Everybody High in the club
Everybody bottles full of Bubb
Everybody showing mad love
Everybody High in the V.I.P.

Everybody High in the V.I.P.

Molasses

Raekwon

Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang

2011

fingerprints been tore up
We sell love slinging like Siemens, the snortable Beemers
They love calling niggas names out, you screaming
Feds try to tap us

I want a Bentley fucking truck
We could really fit his body like three of all them trucks
And all the bitches wanna talk because I'm really coming up

Hell Yeah [Radio Edit]

Ginuwine

Hell Yeah/In Those Jeans

2003

[Chorus:]
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up
Head bobbin? like hell, yeah
Have you ever seen the chick in the club

(Keed talk to 'em)

Yeah, no we ain't got none, yeah they bool witcha, yeah they rude for ya
But when you go up like a rocket they got bad news

She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she wanna do)
She just wanna
Pop pussy, pop pills, and pop bottles
(That's all she

a 100k a month
Need a new lamb truck
Never had no luck
I just got up off my butt
Think I work too hard
Feel I never work enough
Like the top of the line
&&

California girl, she look like a model
Got an Atlanta girl, she like a Coke bottle
It's a money world, all about a dollar
Yeah I love you girl, but I

bottles, I got the sauce on me
Like a Hot pocket, man I'm locked and loaded
and I'm living faster than a crotch rocket
If these demons try play with me then

out by te sea
Got a bad bitch named Ria
Who be workin in the club, throw the ones when you see her
It's a whole lotta money like lil mama named Bia

rolled up Interstate 44
Like a rocket-sled on rails
We tore up all of our swindle sheets
And left 'em settin' on the scales
By the time we hit that