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[Intro] Yeaaah Comere Its mister steal yo girl x2 Ay girl ay girl ay girl Leggo [Chorus: Trey Songz] Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Ay whats in ya cup Got a cuple bottles But a cuple aint enough Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Throw ya hands up Tell security we bouta tear this club up Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Throw yo hands up Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms [Verse 1: Trey Songz] You know what it is Girl we back up in this thang(thang) Money stay in my pocket Girl Im like a walkin bank (bank) Tell me what you drank (drank) Tell me what you thank (thank) If I go get these bottles we go alchol insane (insane) Callin all the girls (girls) Do you hear me All around the world (world) City to city (city) Cheers to the girls Throw duece to the guys Na I got a chiken and a goose in the ride Getin loose in the ride Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side [Chorus: Trey Songz] Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Ay whats in ya cup Got a cuple bottles But a cuple aint enough Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Throw ya hands up Tell security we bouta tear this club up Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Throw yo hands up Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms [Verse 2: Trey Songz] My visions blurd (comere) My words slur (comere) Its jam packed (yeaa) A million girls (ay) And I aint trynna lead em We drunk so let me be yo alchol heat room Callin all the girls (girls) Do you hear me (girl) All around the world (world) City to city (yeeaahhh) Cheers to the girls Throw duece to the guys Na I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Getin loose in the ride Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side [Chorus: Trey Songz] Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Ay whats in ya cup Got a cuple bottles But a cuple aint enough Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Throw ya hands up Tell security we bouta tear this club up Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans Bottoms up bottoms up (up) [Nicki Minaj: uh huh] Throw yo hands up [Nicki Minaj: uh] Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj (Roman Zolanski)] Can I get that dro Can I get that remmy Can I get that coke Can I get that henny Can I get that margarita on the rock rock rock Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim Trey I was like yo trey Do you think you can buy me a bottle of rosay Okay lets get it now Im wit a bad bitch he's wit his friends I dont say I hi I say keys to the benz Keys to the benz keys to the benz Mufuckin rite yea b to the 10 If a bitch try to get cute ima stomp her Throw alotta money at her then yell fuck her Fuck her fuck her then yell fuck her Then im go and get my loui belt slug her Excuse me Im sorry Im really such a lady I rep young money You know slim baby And we be doin donuts while we wave in the 3-80 We give alot of money to the babies out in haiti Yellin all around the world Do you hear me Do you like my body and a nicki Rest in peace to ana nicole smith Yes my dear your so explosive Say hi to mary mary and joseph Now bottoms up and double my doses [Chorus: Trey Songz] Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Ay whats in ya cup Got a cuple bottles But a cuple aint enough (Turn your) bottoms up bottoms up (up) Throw ya hands up Tell security we bouta tear this club up Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans Bottoms up bottoms up (up) Throw yo hands up Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms Bottoms up |
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