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Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em,
Now

Everybody know when I step 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
bottles of 'Tron, bottles of the Ma yeah
bottles of the Yac,
bottles of the
throw another couple back
throw another back, another couple of them models, okay K!

get another drink, let the know
tell every single bottle, finna spend a lotta
I don't even know I'm bout to drink next,
gotta make a eenie, meenie, miney, mo! (OHHH)
now we sippin' Don Julio
(?) big, hot up in the booty-oh!
pop pop get it get it money you feelin' (?) probably give it to you in the studio
now we in the cut, put ya bottle up
got a little strut, baby, baby
pour a in the cup
get ya bottom up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe,
then I in and I give it to you raw
baby go ahead, wriggle to the floor
beat bang til you take it anymore
while I make you drunk, everybody on the floor
King Kong, what ya dun know when I come
I'mma give it to ya, n-ggas gon it
How it, everything around
see the way I do, disintegrated
what I do, I'mma never do it wrong
then i hit you with the bang and I hit you the bong
murderin' another track
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 couple ain't
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your up
security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ya hands up
up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up)

[Verse 1: Songz]
You know it is girl, we back up in this thang
Money in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walkin' bank
me whatcha drank, tell me whatcha thank
If I go get these bottles, we go 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 chicken and a in the ride
Gettin' loose in the
Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the

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

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

Trey Songz]
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Trey Songz Up
Got a couple bottles, but a ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, your hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this up

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

Minaj]
Yo, I get that 'Tron?
Could I get Remmy?
Could I get Coke?
Could I get Henny?
Could I get that margarita on the rock rocks?
Could I get that salt all around that rim rim rim
Trey, I was "Yo Trey"
Do you think you could buy me a bottle of
Okay, get it now
I'm with a bad bitch with his friends
I say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Benz? to the Benz!
right yeah, weed to the 10
If a bitch try to get Imma sock her
Throw a lotta money at her then fucka, fucka, fucka,
Then fucka.
Then Imma go get my Louisville
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really a lady
I rep Money
You know Slim,
And we be doin' while we wavin' the .380
We give a lotta money to the out in Haiti
all around the world,
Do you me? Do you like my body?
Anna
in peace to Anna Nicole Smith
Yes, my dear, you're so
Say hi to Mary, and Joseph
Now bottoms up and double my

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

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