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[Intro - DJ
Ayo Game, what do boy?
It's DJ
I got my black and red Jordan 6's on
I'm all getting money
I glorifying my hard work
bottles
Shit, hoes love it too
DJ Khaled, We the Best
Ayo
Red

[Chorus - The
All I know is bottles and J's
and rocking J's
Bottles and J's
and rocking J's

Bitches and getting
Bitches and getting
Bitches and money
Bitches and money

and rocking J's
Bottles and J's
and rocking J's
and rocking J's

Bitches and getting
and getting money
Bitches and getting
Bitches and money

[Verse 1 - Busta
All I know is how to smash on record and do what I do
And make have to go and get a hearse
Yo, Game I don't give a fuck if it's your record
And you my brother my look I got to rhyme fresh
See the way I coming, how I do the game,
Ask somebody, you got to you need to get a nurse
Let me bang them with killer, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
Kill them another verse
see the way I be going and going
How I do it
Niggas the way we know it, but then again, yes we do
We how I be banging
And every that I get
All the heat I be
And I it off
With all this money you know where I'm
And I'm going to get the Jordans the patent 11
They banging all the way down to the feathers
And I get a pair with all this money I be getting
And I kill with the bounce, you see the way a nigga stepping
And we pop bottles and we J's, see me repping
Let me you way I do it before I hit you with the weapon
Don't be liquor all over my shit, give me a second
Shit, anyway, see we got to get it up
Probably feeling up
Let me a bottle up
Let me see everybody put your bottle up

[Verse 2 - Ross]
Bitches, I'm getting money, and rocking chains
like I'm LeBron, my whip collection insane
Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a
Condominium in the clouds, sixty G's a
Fifty floors, walls, pictures of Boston Georgia
snorting blow, fucking fast, and cooking dope
Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Muller, that Chopard
My new must menage, I'm a G

[Verse 3 -
Bottles and J's
Smoking and sipping
Pistol tucked in my
Heat it up I'm Wade
don't do LeBrons, Kobe up on the weekends
Jordans Monday through Friday, especially when I'm
cool greys, that's Monday
Them Jams, that's Tuesday
Them Spike Lee's, on
23 in my Benz, aye
You know I them sixes, especially on my bitches
13s and them on Thursday, it's your birthday
And Friday I ain't lying, of Diamonds, I'm in heaven
Red bone, pussy popping on my and red 11's
leather when I step in
You know what I'm
S-double-O, W-Double-O
Black number 4s I get it from the store, Bus know
That all I is

[Verse 4 -
I put footprints in couches
I put so in my two step
Put on for my city, I got no choice but to rep
I put straight shots in hair
Make pretty girls, do the face
And just my song on
Move back I need dougie space aye, aye
Then its back to my mugging face
Niggas put the weed out
BBM, you face
We in, want something, bottles pop like we won something
Raise a glass for everybody that's done something from
No grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no
Cargos and J's on, they let sun in, no
All I drink is my
Stop playing,
But we on that red berry and cranberry, SooWoo

5 - Lil Wayne]
And I'm smoking on that
Sipping on that
I came in this bitch with some niggas will murk
And we ain't all that talking, you a dead man walking
Stomp a nigga ass out, in these 4 Jordans
Got a scope on the barrel, that's a hammer with a
Hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga a dancer
I don't know nothing but bitches and getting
gang, kill a nigga in public
Young
a nigga ass up then it's deuces
Head shots, that vest is so useless
Yeah, yo Chuck, these niggas
You know who
B's nigga