[Intro] Yeah Oh oh it's Mr. Steal Yo Girl Oh oh it's Mr. Steal Yo Girl oh oh Let's go
[Chorus: Trey Songz] 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 up (up, up)
[Verse 1: Trey Songz] 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
[Chorus: Trey Songz] 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 up (up, up)
[Verse 2: Trey Songz] My vision's blurred, my words slurred Its 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? 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
[Chorus: Trey Songz] 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 up (up, up)
[Nicki Minaj] 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 Rose'? Okay, lets 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 10 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 .380 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
[Chorus: Trey Songz] 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 up (up, up)
Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up