Lyrics:
ain't got no time for them
Damn! How you supposed to see the time when them
M&M-sized diamonds lay right beside the hand
Chamilll, Rasaq, & Lil Wayne
my notes, Wayne)
Certified goon
(yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up)
I just need a couple real
Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B)
A bad bitch with
and Lil Wayne make a nigga feel ashamed
Trying to hide the bling in the middle of your little chain
In the drain, down it go, say they love the sound
the parties, poppin? bottles just for fun
Smokin? weed in your club, call the coppers, let ?em come
Miami, Trey O Five, we cop it out the bro house
(Lil Wayne) on my daddy soul
That nigga shirt says the
Best rapper alive with
A picture of me on that motherfucker
(Richie Rich)
Started chasing
love poppin' tags
Got Moscato in my cup, poppin' bottles in the club
He said, "Knock knock," I said, "Who's that?"
Knock knock, guess who's coming
Picked Out
I Slipped In Even My Baby Stroller Was Tricked Out
Somebody Get Him The Lil Niggas Out Of Control
Put A Lil Bit Of Rum I My Bottle
I'll
and follow the Twista
Got hundreds of bottles of liquor
With hundreds of models and niggas
And I'm rollin' with them
Like Dillon Francis, I'm stuntin'
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)
(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust
poppin'
Don't wanna prove you wrong but, shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Ooh, swingin' in a four door, now they takin' photos
Bottles, we
with them jeans on
Come taste this bottle get your lean on
Sit on this tongue, get ya cream on
I bet this finna be your theme song
Girl, I'm a work your
No Ceilings 3, Lil Wayne
She give me head, then I her pick her up, put her legs in the air, fuck her but don't kiss
She ain't tryna have babies
Talkin strip club shawty cause I'm payin on some bills
Got them bottle on deck yea this is how I live
Nigga if you and ya lil homie hatin give you both
the one here talking to me, be the one listening
But, but I admire your poppin' bottles and dippin'
Just as much as you admire bartending and strippin'
[Lil Wayne talking]
I like my seat down low and my window slighty
Crack'd ridin wit a bad hoe and her girlfriend in the back. I
Like to get real
kept it hood, never trippin' on them shawty's
She get it poppin' whenever just how I want it
She did it all
We had a ball
Tears is fallin' 'cause I
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
Lil Wayne - "Pop Bottles"
3:01 Rage Against the Machine - "Freedom"
3:02 Birdman and Lil Wayne - "Pop Bottles"
3:02 Aaliyah featuring Timbaland - "We
chill with a nigga, ayy
Soaking bitches with the champagne (champagne)
I'm the new lightskin Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
I gotta touch it if them titties
on models, they 'bout it, 'bout it
The bitches, bitches on top of my world
My world at the top of it
Bill me them niggas that's poppin'
Coppin', they scared
the club, sippin' gold bottles
Them double Cs, you know my hoes got 'em
You don't get credit for bodies, you told 'bout 'em
Pussy 'lil nigga, "Big Gotti"
[Snoop Dogg (Master P)]
Hey yo (Ghetto Postage)
Give me something that makes a nigga want to pop his motherfuckin' collar
(With a lil' West Coast
This them golf boys, like them hot boys
For the nine, 9 and 2,000, but its the 2,000
When the one four and the one five, yo what up Wayne
(What up
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