Lyrics:
Get ten bottles for the rock star stat
Is you drinking all that?
Fuck yeah
Lame mother fuckers better fall back
Laugh when I talk smack
Hey, but it's
and bottles
We bouta turn to a movie
Now lemme see you
Pop it pop it pop it
Pop it pop it pop it
Pop it pop it pop it
Pop it pop it pop it
Pop a bottle lemme
Mc dowell two bottle 4 mens down
Mc dowell two bottle 4 mens down
Mc dowell two bottle 4 mens down
Mc dowell two bottle 4 mens down
Mc dowell two
I hope on my beats (Yeah Yeah)
I hope on my beats (They ain't no way)
They ain't no way niggas they beef imma bottle up (Yeah Yeah)
Bottle Up Imma
I can't handle your way
But you've been having your way
And I let it slide
Even though it's not okay
Then I screw this cap on this bottle of pain
Yeh eh eh eh eh
Pass me the bottle
Oya make i feel alright
I just won dey one side koni
Me i want to free my mind ye ye
Man don hustle brother man
on the music, take a disco ball
Just a little more and we'll begin
Welcome to our hall
It's the best party you've ever seen
Bottle after bottle, we're
wanna go dolla for dolla (ball)
You don't wanna go bottle for bottle (you don't wan' do it)
You don't wanna go bitch for bitch (huh?)
'Cause all I ever
I'm talking, I'm talking live on Sunday type sparkle
Nah mean, big money only
50 Bottles of Ciroc, tell the waiter to make it sparkle
50 Bottles
I'm facing the bottle, I'm facing the bottle
I'm facing the bottle, I'm facing the bottle
I'm facing the bottle, I'm facing the bottle
I'm facing
OOh spin the bottle bottle ottle
So fly, like a top model spin the bottle
Going for a Kiss i hope your lips follow
Spin the bottle
Bubbly, tonight
задницу
Pop a bottle, pop another
Всё это лишь для забавы
Денег нет и не бывало
Но врываюсь, будто я здесь главный
Да, я броук, но я богатый
Да, я
(Bottles, check)
(Style, check)
(Bottles, check)
(Style, check)
(Bottles, check)
(Style, check)
(Bottles, check)
(Style, check)
(Bottles, check)
waste the time
Waste the time, waste the time
Waste the time, waste the time
Waste the time, waste the time
Waste the time, waste the time
Bottle o'
All truth shows through
When he withdrew
Silence holds fire
Burns his empire
Bottle up the fire
Put a lid on desire
Bottle up the fire
Try to rewire
Broken hearts and empty bottles
Broken hearts and empty bottles
Broken hearts and empty bottles
Broken hearts and empty bottles
Broken hearts
C'mon baby, spin the bottle
I just want you to kiss me
C'mon baby, spin the bottle
Another shot and you will miss me
We can spend seven minutes in
Hold up
Get me some more
Fill the bottle up with some billiard balls
Hold up
Get me some more
Fill the bottle up with some billiard balls
Hold up
Get
Bottles lyrics by Neutron The God
Woah x2 Woah x2
GrindWorkProgress
Something about them big bottles make them come out
GWP
Want to be in my section
I got them bottles of bad decisions what you know about these habits and addictions
Or the madness for these vixens all I know it starts with bottles
I put a message in a bottle
And I walked down to the sea
Like the waves upon the water
The thought kept coming back to me
And this whole world
Ricky Ross
Carol City Cartel
Cool & Dre
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars,
Well, I don't run no fillin' station
I don't sell no gas
I done brought my problem
My burners heat too fast
You got the bottle up and gone
You
Bottles on bottles, free shots for everybody
Got enough for everybody, we crankin' up the volume
Turn the music up louder, get loose and move your
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