Bottoms Up Lyrics

Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, every single cup Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up
You know what it is, girl, we back up in this thing Money stay in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walking bank Tell me what you drink, tell me what you think 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, more juice 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
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, every single cup Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up
My vision's blurred, my word's slurred It's jammed packed, a million girls And I ain't tryin' to leave though We drunk so let's get B-yo, alcohol hero
Callin' all the girls, do you hear me? All around the world, city to city Cheers to the girls, more juice 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
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, every single cup Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up
Can I get that 'Tron, can I get that Remy? Can I get that coke, can I get that Henny? Can I get that margarita on the rock, rock, rocks? Can I get salt all around that rim, rim, rim, rim?
Trey, I was like yo', Trey Do you think you could buy me A bottle of Rosé? Okay, let's 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 Motherfuckin' right, yeah, B to the ten
If a bitch try to get cute, I'ma stuff her Throw a lot of money at her, then you'll fuck her Fuck her, fuck her, then you'll fuck her Then I'ma go and 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 wave in the 380 We give a lot of 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 doses
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, every single cup Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, up, throw your hands up (It's not that I'm drunk, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm on that, I'm good, I'm good) Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (Trick or treat)
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