Lyrics:
can do what you want, baby flaunt whatcha got
And by now you should know you don't stop til you drop
I got the ecstacy the henessie the bottles
on me
Maybe because they know That I'm a balla
Thousand dolla bottles in the VIP
Plus I had enough of the drama
All of these honeys that would be
Ernie: Paper clips?
Bert: Paper clips!
I like bottle caps
Ernie: Bottle caps
Bert: Bottle caps!
I love pigeons, yeah
Ernie: Pigeons?
Bert:
Maybe it's the boot to the chin
Another brass rail
Another empty pint glass
And another empty bottle of gin
Maybe it's the Whiskey that hit me
Maybe
numbin' your flaws? (Yeah)
How many bottles you bought 'fore you realized you lost in the sauce?
Big double X, do it bigger in the double X
I'm in
in the sea
Ten empty bottles floating next to me
Hooray for whiskey (whiskey)
Oh for whiskey (whiskey)
A penny for each time you stood by us
disappoint them all
And all day I wait
I wait all day
I say woman in your bottle of pain
Well, they pay so much money, just to say your name
Tryin'
swig from the bottle or sip the cup?
I don't know, I don't know
Mom says you wanna be an astronaut
I don't know, I don't know
Do you think you wanna
the niggas wey dey step in the club with a bullion van
With a bullion van
Oh with a bullion van
Yeah, yeah uh, the bottle are popping
The bottles are poppin'
it down, bottle it up
And drink it like a remedy
No good for me
And now that I'm on the run
Know I got it wrong, really all along
You were just
(Mm, yeah)
Oh yeah, we just shut the whole club down
A hunnid bottles doesn't feel like enough now
And your girl said she ain't seen nothing
you're down to the last of last night's beer
it's the bottom of the bottle around here
I'm going to get up
but girl it's gonna take time
I keep reaching
just gives you the blues
I spend all my money on clobber and bottles of Jack
I got some mushrooms and herbs, I know where they grow
I cooked them
acting like you couldn't care less
While I'm still downing bottles over you, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh
Don't know how you do it, don't know how you do it
I
with a bottle of red wine
Ready to pour
Dressed in long black satin and
Lace to the floor
So I went in, then we sat down start kissing
Caressing
Told me
Kept you quite warm
Christen my ship
Swing your bottle, don't miss
I’ll return bearing gifts by and by
Blow me a kiss wave your white handkerchief
In
rather go through you
My rampage cause outrage and this
Just the preview still
When the bottles start poppin'
And the champagne pours
You feel like
Poor Pavel even though your mom’s a model
You walk these streets panhandling
For a gold bottle
Call your moms bro, your dad’s a deadbeat
So it’s up
bottles and the ace
All that really matter is the cake
My shooters get to aimin' at your face
Cause they know all that matter is the cake
All that really
Can't remember last night
Woke up, empty bottles by my bedside
Guess I took some time to forget life
For a change i'd rather stay inside
'Cause
lighter
The sun's gettin' shiner
The highs gettin' higher
While I'm sittin' right here
Sippin' frost from a bottle
While the thought of her disappears
Intention
Shawty wat is je intention
Yeah
Ey ey
Wanneer we stappen in de club
We poppen bottles al die mannen zien je viben
Als we stappen in de
"Kentucky"
I'm a buckle bunny
I'm a buckle bunny
Ate the whole cake, left 'em no crummies (so yummy)
Bottle bleach blonde but I'm no dummy
Big back
and a dash of luck
Windows down In a two tone truck
On a two lane highway with one headlight
Three quarter moon
A half bottle of wine
And the light in your
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