Luyện nghe bài hát Bottoms Up Remix

If you Mr Steal your girl, you know Bussa Buss is Mr Smash Anybody's


Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em,
Now

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 'em, f-ckin up the buildin'
to the bar and buy a couple bottles of ciroc
bottles of 'Tron, bottles of the Ma yeah
bottles of the Yac,
bottles of the
another couple shots back
throw another back, bring another couple of them models, K!

get drink, let the waiter know
every single bottle, finna spend a lotta dough
I don't even know what I'm to drink next,
make a choice eenie, meenie, miney, mo! (OHHH)
now we sippin' little Don
(?) big, hot up in the booty-oh!
pop pop get it get it money when you feelin' (?) give it to you in the studio
now we in the cut, put ya bottle up
mami got a strut, baby, baby
a little in the cup
get ya little up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe,
then I come in and I it to you raw
girl go ahead, wriggle to the floor
beat til you can't take it anymore
while I make you drunk, everybody on the floor
Kong, what ya dun know when I come through
I'mma give it to ya, gon hate it
How it, evaporate around
see the way I do, disintegrated
what I do, I'mma never never do it
then i hit you the bang and I hit you with the bong
back murderin' another
every n-gga better black when I hit ya, Songz
Songz.

[Chorus: Songz]
Bottoms up, up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a bottles, but a couple ain't enough
up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we bout to this club up
Bottoms up, up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in jeans
up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

[Verse 1: Songz]
You know it is girl, we back up in this thang
Money in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walkin' bank
me whatcha drank, tell me whatcha thank
If I go get these bottles, we go insane
all the girls, do you hear me?
All around the world, city to
Cheers to the girls, throw a deuce to the
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the
Gettin' loose in the
Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the

[Chorus: Songz]
up, bottoms up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your up
Tell security we bout to tear this up
up, bottoms up, pocket full of green
Girl, you I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ya hands up
up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up)

[Verse 2: Trey
My vision's blurred, my slurred
Its jam packed, a girls
And I ain't tryin to em
We drunk so let me be alcohol hero
Callin' all the girls, do you me?
All around the world, to city
Cheers to the girls, a deuce to the guys
Now I got a and a goose in the ride
Gettin' loose in the
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the

Trey Songz]
Bottoms up, up, ey, what's in ya cup
Trey Songz Up
Got a couple bottles, but a ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw hands up
Tell security we to tear this club up

Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket of green
Girl, you I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya up
up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up)

[Nicki
Yo, could I get 'Tron?
Could I get that
Could I get that
Could I get that
Could I get that on the rock rock rocks?
I get that salt all around that rim rim rim rim?
Trey, I was "Yo Trey"
Do you think you could buy me a bottle of
Okay, get it now
I'm a bad bitch he's with his friends
I say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Keys to the Benz!
Muhfuckin yeah, weed to the 10
If a try to get cute Imma sock her
a lotta money at her then yell fucka, fucka, fucka,
Then fucka.
Imma go get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really a lady
I rep Money
You Slim, Baby?
And we be donuts while we wavin' the .380
We give a money to the babies out in Haiti
Yellin all the world,
Do you hear me? Do you like my
Anna
Rest in to Anna Nicole Smith
Yes, my dear, you're so
Say hi to Mary, and Joseph
Now bottoms up and double my

Trey Songz]
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

Bottoms up, Bottoms up, up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up