| Bottles on me
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| Bottles on me, long as someone drink it
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| Bottles on me, long as someone drink it
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| We bring the party to the club, got our own bank with
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| off the roof
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| And I’m still shining like a diamond tooth
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| Used to rock them hoes in old way
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| Me and my niggas never been fake
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| I guess this my first song with Drake
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| But he don’t know we on that mama stake
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| I fuck with cake, fuck with bread
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| If you ain’t bout that to me you dead
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| Ain’t worried bout you, worried bout you
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| Cause we ain’t never heard about you, heard about you
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| Bottles on me
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| Bottles on me, long as someone drink it
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| Ace of Spades by the case
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| Patron shots to my motherfucking fakes
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| Pineapple ciroc got bitches gone
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| Them gangster bitches like that brown, that’s that strong
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| Plenty henessy, duce, e don’t play
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| Send a couple bottles to the DJ
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| Everyday I’m on my grind gettin' it
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| While y’all boys be bullshittin' with it
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| Party bus 40 deep
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| 39 bitches and it’s me
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| I know they mad, I know they mad
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| Bitch we still acting bad
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| Bottles on me
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| Bottles on me, long as someone drink it
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| I just wanna get fucked up
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| I just wanna get fucked up
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| I just wanna get fucked up
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| And fuck one of you bad bitches that’s south in my section
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| So fucked up ain’t reached for protection
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| and I bust then
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| Told her she so bad let’s have twins
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| Cause she a twin, two bad bitches
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| I try to stay away from you sad bitches
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| Are you mad, bitches cause they talking this and that
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| Give me my money from my motherfucking bottles back
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| Bottles on me
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| Bottles on me, long as someone drink it |