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

get drink, let the waiter know
tell every single bottle, finna spend a lotta
I don't know what I'm bout to drink next,
gotta a choice eenie, meenie, miney, mo! (OHHH)
now we sippin' little Don
(?) 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, put ya bottle up
mami got a little strut, baby,
a little in the cup
get ya bottom up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe,
I come in and I give it to you raw
baby girl go ahead, wriggle to the
beat bang til you take it anymore
while I make you drunk, everybody fall on the
King Kong, ya dun know when I come through
I'mma give it to ya, gon hate it
How it, evaporate everything
see the way I do, everything
what I do, I'mma never never do it
then i hit you with the bang and I hit you the bong
back murderin' another
every n-gga black when I hit ya, Trey Songz
Songz.

[Chorus: Songz]
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in jeans
up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

1: Trey Songz]
You know what it is girl, we back up in this
Money stay in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walkin'
Tell me whatcha drank, me whatcha thank
If I go get bottles, we go alcohol insane
all the girls, do you hear me?
All around the world, city to
to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a and a goose in the ride
loose in the ride
Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the

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

2: Trey Songz]
My vision's blurred, my words
Its jam packed, a girls
And I tryin to lead em
We drunk so let me be alcohol hero
Callin' all the girls, do you me?
All the world, city to city
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 you can move to the move 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 enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your up
Tell security we to tear this club up

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

[Nicki
Yo, could I get that
Could I get that
I get that Coke?
Could I get that
I get that margarita on the rock 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 of Rose'?
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 Keys to the Benz!
right yeah, weed to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute sock her
Throw a lotta money at her yell fucka, fucka, fucka,
yell fucka.
Then go get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a
I rep Young
You know Slim,
And we be doin' donuts while we the .380
We give a lotta money to the babies out in
Yellin all the world,
Do you hear me? Do you my body?
Anna
Rest in to Anna Nicole Smith
Yes, my dear, you're so
Say hi to Mary, Mary and
Now bottoms up and my dosage

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

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