Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle Poppin'

Wall to wall, bitches linin' up the hall
preparin' for the night, just a' waitin' on that
the middle of the summer people packin' the street
poppin' crys, poppin' jaeger, smokin' on that colored
back to back, we got a hundred 20's in our
if you smoke the finest I bet we sold you that sack
it's a given, some fabricate how they
they might be rollin' a benze but still hear they momma
in the kitchen, they livin' in they momma's basement
you ain't lookin' for a scrub, make a baby face
it, light hit the ice and you can't see
get ya feelin' like a star 'cause we vip
red roll out, don't make us pull them guns out
sit and kick it for a and see what we about

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Bottles poppin', and we stoppin'
got the bitches in the back and they panties be
four or five shots and we leavin' the
baby we can but we ain't fallin' in love

10pm, it's for the party to begin
you know we late by fashion, that's the rapper life
to the bar, to get a round of Hen
shots of petrone then it's hennesy
feel the vibe, be rockin' side to side
slide up behind ain't drop any lines
it's the time, get this up off the floor
get another drink, it's for sure she wantin'
hit the door, baby freaky with me
so i hit it from in the back of the suv
bust a nut, the i'm all up in them guts
smackin' that ass 'cause she she like it rough
get enough, so a few more hours goin' by
it's about 2am so we headin' back
3am, you we gettin' into somethin'
the about to close but we keep the party jumpin'

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Bottles poppin', and we stoppin'
got the bitches in the back and panties be droppin'
or five shots and we leavin' the club
baby we can fuck but we ain't fallin' in

to the parkin' lot, or the hotel
keep a in my pocket for the haters tryin' to rob me
and the bitches tryin' to fuck me, you know it's down
'cause we moved the mixtape a cartel movin' pounds
hear that sound, elevator to the top
mariot only run a couple g's more
it's for sure, we the shit blazin' all night
roll another blunt of dro, pass the light
it's only right for us to party like a star
empty out the bar with 20 in my car
it ain't hard, your best friend is benjamin
and the bitches all that you hangin' out with him
it's a sin, if your work play
day to day your sound, make your rounds and get paid
what you say, we hit purple haze and get high
double shots of it's time to get right

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Bottles poppin', and we stoppin'
got the bitches in the back and panties be droppin'
four or shots and we leavin' the club
baby we can fuck but we ain't fallin' in