Yeah ah, ah, ah, ah
It's Mister steal your girl it's Mister steal your girl
Hey girl, hey girl, hey girl hey girl, hey girl, hey girl
Bottoms up, bottoms up ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple o' bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up bottoms
You know what it is girl we back up in this thang
Money stay in my pocket girl, I'm like a walkin' bank
Tell me whatcha drank tell me whatcha thank
If I go get these bottles we go alcohol insane
Callin' all the girls do you hear me
All around the world city to city
Cheers to the girls throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin' loose in the ride hatin' ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up, bottoms up ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple o' bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up bottoms
My vision's blurred my words slurred
It's jam packed a million girls
And I ain't tryin' to lead 'em
We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero
Callin' all the girls do you hear me then
All around the world city to city
Cheers to the girls throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin' loose in the ride hatin' ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up, bottoms up ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple o' bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up bottoms
Yo, could I get that 'Tron
Could I get that Remmy
Could I get that Coke
Could I get that Henny
Could I get that margarita on the rock, rock, rocks
Could I get that salt all around that rim, rim, rim, rim
Trey, I was like yo Trey
Do you think you could buy me a bottle of Rosé
Okay let's get it now
I'm with a bad bitch he's with his friends
I don't say Hi
I say Keys to the Benz
Keys to the Benz
Keys to the Benz
Muhfuckin right yeah weed to the ten
If a bitch try to get cute
Imma sock her
Throw a lotta money at her then yell fucka, fucka, fucka
Then yell fucka
Then Imma go get my
Louisville Slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry
I'm really such a lady
I rep Young Money you know Slim, Baby
And we be doin' donuts while we wavin' the three eighty
We give a lotta money to the babies out in Haiti
Yellin all around the world do you hear me
Do you like my body
Anna Nicki
Rest in peace to
Anna Nicole Smith
Yes, my dear you're so explosive
Say hi to Mary
Mary and Joseph
Now bottoms up and double my dosage
Bottoms up, bottoms up ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up bottoms
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