Bottom’s Up Lyrics by Busta Rhymes @ monsterlyrics.blogspot.com
If you Mr Steal your girl, you know Bussa Buss is Mr Smash Anybody’s record
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Ay yo Trey, let me get ‘em,
Now look
Everybody know that when I step up in the building and I’m doin’ what I’m doin’ I be crowdin’ up the block,
cuttin’ up and killin’ ‘em, f-ckin up the buildin’
gettin’ to the bar and buy a couple bottles of ciroc
bottles of ‘Tron, bottles of the Grand Ma yeah
couple bottles of the Yac,
bottles of the Rose
throw another couple shots back
throw another back, bring another couple of them models, okay K!
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get another drink, let the waiter know
tell every single bottle, finna spend a lotta dough
I don’t even know what I’m bout to drink next,
gotta make a choice eenie, meenie, miney, mo! (OHHH)
now we sippin’ little Don Julio
shawty (?) big, hot up in the booty-oh!
pop pop get it get it money when you feelin’ (?) probably give it to you in the studio
now we in the cut, better put ya bottle up
mami got a little strut, baby, baby
pour a little in the cup
get ya little bottom up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe, maybe
then I come in and I give it to you raw
baby girl go ahead, wriggle to the floor
beat bang til you can’t take it anymore
while I make you drunk, everybody fall on the floor
King Kong, what ya dun know when I come through
I’mma give it to ya, n-ggas gon hate it
How it, evaporate everything around
see the way I do, everything disintegrated
what I do, I’mma never never do it wrong
then i hit you with the bang and I hit you with the bong
back murderin’ another track
every n-gga better black when I hit ya, Trey Songz
Trey Songz.
