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


Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em,
Now

Everybody that when I step up in the building and I'm doin' what I'm doin' I be crowdin' up the block,
cuttin' up and 'em, f-ckin up the buildin'
gettin' to the bar and buy a couple bottles of
bottles of 'Tron, bottles of the Grand Ma
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
every single bottle, finna spend a lotta dough
I don't even know what I'm bout to next,
gotta make a 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' (?) give 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 bottom up
you can get up in the trunk, maybe,
then I in and I give it to you raw
girl go ahead, wriggle to the floor
beat bang til you can't it anymore
while I make you drunk, fall on the floor
King Kong, ya dun know when I come through
I'mma give it to ya, n-ggas gon it
How it, everything around
see the way I do, disintegrated
I do, I'mma never never do it wrong
then i hit you with the bang and I hit you the bong
back murderin' another
every n-gga better black I hit ya, Trey Songz
Songz.

[Chorus: Trey
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
Bottoms up, up, throw 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 it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

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

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

[Verse 2: Trey
My vision's blurred, my slurred
Its jam packed, a million
And I tryin to lead em
We drunk so let me be alcohol hero
all the girls, do you hear me?
All around the world, city to
Cheers to the girls, throw a deuce to the
Now I got a chicken and a in the ride
loose in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the to the move to the side

[Chorus: Trey
Bottoms up, up, ey, what's in ya cup
Trey Bottoms Up
Got a bottles, but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, your hands up
Tell we bout to tear this club up

up, bottoms 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)

Minaj]
Yo, I get that 'Tron?
Could I get Remmy?
I get that Coke?
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 think you could buy me a of Rose'?
Okay, get it now
I'm a bad bitch he's with his friends
I say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Benz? to the Benz!
Muhfuckin 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.
Imma go get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really a lady
I rep Young
You Slim, Baby?
And we be doin' donuts we wavin' the .380
We give a lotta money to the out in Haiti
all around the world,
Do you hear me? Do you like my
Anna
Rest in peace to Anna Smith
Yes, my dear, you're so
Say hi to Mary, and Joseph
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, 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 it in them jeans
Bottoms up, up, throw ya hands up
up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up)

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