Luyện nghe bài hát Bottoms Up Remix

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


Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em,
Now

Everybody know that 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 couple of ciroc
of 'Tron, bottles of the Grand Ma yeah
couple of the Yac,
bottles of the
throw another shots back
throw back, bring another couple of them models, okay K!

get another drink, let the waiter
tell single bottle, finna spend a lotta dough
I don't know what I'm bout to drink next,
gotta 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 it to you in the studio
now we in the cut, better put ya up
got a little strut, baby, baby
pour a in the cup
get ya little up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe,
I come in and I give it to you raw
baby go ahead, wriggle to the floor
beat bang til you can't take it
while I make you drunk, everybody fall on the
King Kong, what ya dun when I come through
give it to ya, n-ggas gon hate it
How it, evaporate around
see the way I do, everything
what I do, never never do it wrong
i hit you with the bang and I hit you with the bong
back another track
every n-gga better black when I hit ya, Songz
Songz.

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

[Verse 1: Trey
You know what it is girl, we up in this thang
Money stay in my pocket, girl, I'm a walkin' bank
Tell me drank, tell me whatcha thank
If I go get these bottles, we go alcohol
Callin' all the girls, do you me?
All the world, city to city
Cheers to the girls, a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a in the ride
loose in the ride
Hatin' ass you can move to the move to the move to the side

Trey Songz]
Bottoms up, up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this 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, bottoms up, up (up, up)

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

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

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

[Nicki
Yo, I get that 'Tron?
Could I get Remmy?
Could I get that
Could I get that
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 you could 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 Imma sock her
Throw a money at her then yell fucka, fucka, fucka,
Then fucka.
Then go get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm such a lady
I rep Money
You know Slim,
And we be doin' donuts we wavin' the .380
We give a lotta money to the babies out in
all around the world,
Do you hear me? Do you like my
Nicki
Rest in peace to Anna Nicole
Yes, my dear, so explosive
Say hi to Mary, and Joseph
Now bottoms up and my dosage

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

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