Artist/Band:
Trey Songz
Lyrics for Song: Bottoms Up
Lyrics for Album: Passion, Pain & Pleasure [2010]
(Trey Songz)
Yeah!!! Come here!!
Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's Mister Steal Yo Girl
Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's Mister Steal Yo Girl
Hey, girl, hey, girl, hey, girl, hey, girl, hey, girl.... now go!
Bottoms up, bottoms up, let me see your cup
Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up up up... bottoms up!
You know what it is, girl, we back up in this thang
Money stay in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walking bank
Tell me what you drank, 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, throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin' loose in the ride
Hatin' ass niggas, you can move to the-move to the-move to the side
Bottoms up, bottoms up, let me see your cup
Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up up up... bottoms up!
My vision's blurred (come here!), my words slurred (come here!)
It's jam packed (yeah!), a million girls
And I ain't tryin' to leave though
We drunk, so let me be your alcohol hero
Callin' all the girls, do you hear me? (girl)
All around the world, city to city (yeah!)
Cheers to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin' loose in the ride
Hatin' ass niggas, you can move to the-move to the-move to the side
Bottoms up, bottoms up, let me see your cup
Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up up up... bottoms up!
(Nicki Minaj)
Can I get that 'tron? Can I get that Remy?
Could I get that Coke? Could I get that Henny?
Could I get that margarita on the rock-rock-rock-rocks?
Could 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 Rose?"
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, weed to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute, I'm-a snuff her
Throw a lotta money at her then yell, "fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!"
Then yell, "fuck her!"
Then I'ma go and get my Lousiville slugger!
'Scuse 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 wavin' 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 dosage
(Trey Songz)
Bottoms up, bottoms up, let me see your cup
Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
(Nicki: It's not that I'm drunk, I'm-I'm-I'm on that...)
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
(Nicki: I'm be...I'm good, I'm good!)
Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up up up... bottoms up!
(Nicki Minaj)
Trigga Trey, Nicki M, let's do it!
I I I I am Zolanski
I am Roman Zolanski
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