Young Buck - Bring My Bottles (Feat. 50 Cent & Tony Yayo) nigger | Текст песни

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• Bring My Bottles (Feat. 50 Cent & Tony Yayo) nigger

Ya in this V.I.P. & ya ain’t spendin’ no $ get the fuck out!
We need them bottles, sparkle sumethin’
Say ya ballin’, boy, we gon’ need the proof
We be two steppin’, mix the Effen wit the juice
Me, I know just what to do to get ‘em loose
Me, I know just what to do to get ‘em loose
Shorty think I’m trickin’ cuz 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

(Verse: Young Buck)
Fuck ya know ’bout busting down a brick?
Yo main ho always think that ya around a bitch
Picked up a pack & I ain’t look back since ’96
Since then I’ve been addicted to designer shit
Chopper in the parking lot, I’m tryna find a lick
Come up on a 1000 pounds, that’s my kind of rich
Independent, I don’t need no nigga wit me
I do errythin’ quickly, don’t believe me? Ask 50
I got game for these hoes, can’t no broke bitch trick me
& can fit 100 bands in these navy blue Dickies

(Hook)
I pull up & my car ain’t got no roof
All these bitches say that I’m the truth
I know just what to do 2 get em loose
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?
I know just what to do to get ‘em loose
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?

(Verse 2: Young Buck)
Hundred bottles wit the sparklers, light it up
Bottles in the air, fuck them niggas buying cups
Louis the thirteenth, I drink rich nigga shit
Turn 1 into 2 quick, I do tricks wit the bricks
Extra clip on my hip, all my niggas wit the shits
It’s the Unit in this bitch, I’m filthy(fifty) rich, now who ya wit?
G-Unit, lazy niggas don’t want to pop no bottles
Yayo keep saying, nigga, what’s 1000 dollas
She must don’t plan on staying if she don’t swallow
DM’d her friend on Instagram and told that bitch to holler
Dopeboy, bitch, I ain’t playing, I fuck wit guala
And I don’t fuck wit rappers, being honest
I fuck wit them strippers, be at Onyx
Them starlets and them les hoes, yo bitch is garbage
Them King of Diamond bitches, ain’t they gorgeous?
Drop head Phantom and I’m sitting on Forgi’s

(Hook)
I pull up & my car ain’t got no roof
All these bitches say that I’m the truth
I know just what to do 2 get em loose
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?
I know just what to do to get ‘em loose
Can ya please bring my bottles 2 my booth?

(Outro)
It’s the Unit, man!
We back
Young Buck
Cashville
Tennesse, nigga

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