Luyện nghe bài hát Bottoms Up Remix

If you Mr Steal girl, you know Bussa Buss is Mr Smash Anybody's record


Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em,
Now

Everybody know that when I up in the building and I'm doin' what I'm doin' I be crowdin' up the block,
cuttin' up and killin' 'em, f-ckin up the
gettin' to the bar and buy a bottles of ciroc
of 'Tron, bottles of the Grand Ma yeah
couple of the Yac,
bottles of the
throw couple shots back
another back, bring another couple of them models, okay K!

get another drink, let the know
tell every single bottle, finna spend a dough
I don't even know what I'm bout to next,
make a choice eenie, meenie, miney, mo! (OHHH)
now we little Don Julio
(?) big, hot up in the booty-oh!
pop pop get it get it money when you feelin' (?) probably give it to you in the
now we in the cut, better put ya up
mami got a strut, baby, baby
pour a in the cup
get ya bottom up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe,
then I come in and I it to you raw
baby girl go ahead, to the floor
bang til you can't take it anymore
while I make you drunk, everybody fall on the
King Kong, what ya dun know when I come
give it to ya, n-ggas gon hate it
How it, evaporate everything
see the way I do, disintegrated
I do, I'mma never never do it wrong
then i hit you with the and I hit you with the bong
back murderin' another
every n-gga better when I hit ya, Trey Songz
Songz.

[Chorus: Songz]
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, your hands up
Tell security we bout to this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of
Girl, you know I the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya up
Bottoms up, up, bottoms up (up, up)

[Verse 1: Songz]
You what it is girl, we back up in this thang
stay in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walkin' bank
Tell me whatcha drank, tell me thank
If I go get these bottles, we go insane
all the girls, do you hear me?
All the world, city to city
Cheers to the girls, a deuce to the guys
Now I got a and a goose in the ride
Gettin' in the ride
Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the

[Chorus: Songz]
Bottoms up, up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a ain't enough
up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them
up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

2: Trey Songz]
My vision's blurred, my slurred
Its jam packed, a girls
And I ain't to lead em
We drunk so let me be your alcohol
Callin' all the girls, do you me?
All around the world, city to
Cheers to the girls, throw a to the guys
Now I got a and a goose in the ride
Gettin' in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the to the side

Trey Songz]
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Trey Bottoms Up
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw hands up
Tell we bout to tear this club up

Bottoms up, bottoms up, full of green
Girl, you know I the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya up
Bottoms up, up, bottoms up (up, up)

[Nicki
Yo, could I get that
I get that Remmy?
Could I get that
Could I get that
Could I get that on the rock rock rocks?
I get that salt all around that rim rim rim rim?
Trey, I was "Yo Trey"
Do you think you buy me a bottle of Rose'?
Okay, get it now
I'm with a bad bitch he's his friends
I say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Keys to the Benz!
right yeah, weed to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute sock her
a lotta money at her then yell fucka, fucka, fucka,
Then fucka.
Then go get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a
I rep Money
You know Slim,
And we be doin' while we wavin' the .380
We give a lotta to the babies out in Haiti
Yellin all the world,
Do you hear me? Do you like my
Anna
Rest in peace to Nicole Smith
Yes, my dear, so explosive
Say hi to Mary, and Joseph
Now bottoms up and my dosage

[Chorus: Trey
Bottoms up, up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your up
Tell security we to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you it in them jeans
Bottoms up, up, throw ya hands up
up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up)

Bottoms up, Bottoms up, up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up