Wall to wall, bitches linin' up down the preparin' for the night, just a' waitin' on call it's the middle of the summer people the street poppin' crys, poppin' jaeger, smokin' on that colored back to back, we got a 20's in our stack if you smoke the finest weed I bet we sold you sack it's a given, some fabricate how they they might be rollin' a but still hear they momma bitchin' in the kitchen, 'cause they in they momma's basement you ain't lookin' for a scrub, a change baby face believe it, hit the ice and you can't see get ya like a star 'cause we rollin' vip red roll out, don't make us pull them guns out sit and kick it for a and see what we about
x2 Bottles poppin', and we stoppin' got the in the back and they panties be droppin' four or five and we leavin' the club baby we can fuck but we ain't fallin' in
10pm, it's for the party to begin you we late by fashion, that's the rapper life trend 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 gotta drop any lines it's the time, get this chick up off the get another drink, for sure she wantin' more hit the door, getin' 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 know she like it can't get enough, so a few more goin' by about 2am so we headin' back inside 3am, you we gettin' into somethin' the club about to close but we the party jumpin'
x2 Bottles poppin', and we ain't got the bitches in the back and panties be droppin' four or five shots and we leavin' the baby we can fuck but we ain't fallin' in
to the parkin' lot, or the hotel keep a magnum in my for the haters tryin' to rob me and the bitches tryin' to fuck me, you know goin' down 'cause we moved the mixtape like a cartel movin' hear that sound, to the top floor mariot suite only run a g's more it's for sure, we keep the blazin' all night roll another blunt of dro, pass the light it's only right for us to party a rock star empty out the bar with 20 in my car it hard, when your best friend is benjamin and the bitches all know that you out with him it's a sin, if your work isn't day to day bump your sound, make your and get paid what you say, we hit this haze and get high double shots of it's time to get right
x2 Bottles poppin', and we ain't got the bitches in the and they panties be droppin' four or five and we leavin' the club baby we can fuck but we ain't in love