Bring My Bottles

If you in this VIP

And you ain't spendin' no money

Get the fuck out

We need them bottles

Sparkle somethin'

Say you wanna ball, we gon' need proof

We be two steppin', mix the Effen with the juice

Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose

Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose

Shawty think I'm trickin' 'cause she got a pair of shoes

I was just stuntin', man, this bitch here confused

Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose

Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose, loose, loose

Fuck you know 'bout bustin' down a brick?

Your main ho always think that you around a bitch

Picked up a pack and I ain't looked back since '96

Since then, I been addicted to designer shit

Copper in the parking lot, I'm tryna find a lick

Come up on a thousand pounds, that's my kind of rich

Independent, I don't need no **** with me

I do everything quickly, don't believe me? Ask 50

I got game for these hoes, can't no broke bitch trick me

And can fit a hunnid bands in these navy blue Dickies

I pull up and my car ain't got no roof, buck with me

All these bitches say that I'm the truth, buck with me

I know just what to do to get 'em loose, buck with me

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Fuck with me

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Where my bottles?

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Where my bottles?

I know just what to do to get 'em loose, where my bottles?

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Where my bottles?

Hunnid bottles with the sparklers, light it up

Bottles in the air, fuck them **** buyin' cups

Get some money, ho

Louis the 13th, I drink rich **** shit

Turn one into two quick, I do tricks with the bricks

Extra clip on my hip, all my **** with the shits

It's the Unit in this bitch, I'm 50 rich, now who you with?

G-Unit, lazy **** don't want to pop no bottles

Yayo keep sayin', ****, what's a thousand dollars?

She must don't plan on stayin' if she don't swallow

DM'd her friend on Instagram and told that bitch to holler

Dope boy, bitch, I ain't playin', I fuck with guala

And I don't fuck with rappers, bein' honest

I fuck with them strippers, bein' onyx'ed

Them starlets and them less hoes, your bitch is garbage

Them King of Diamonds, bitches, ain't they gorgeous?

Drop head Phantom and I'm sittin' on Forgi's

I pull up and my car ain't got no roof, buck with me

All these bitches say that I'm the truth, buck with me

I know just what to do to get 'em loose, buck with me

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Fuck with me

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Where my bottles?

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Where my bottles?

I know just what to do to get 'em loose, where my bottles?

Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? Where my bottles?

It's the Unit, man

We back, Young Buck

Cashville, Ten-A-Key, ****

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