Luyện nghe bài hát Bottoms Up Remix

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Ay yo Trey, let me get 'em,
Now

Everybody know that when I step up in the building and I'm doin' 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,
of the Rose
throw another couple back
another back, bring another couple of them models, okay K!

get drink, let the waiter know
tell every single bottle, spend a lotta dough
I don't know what I'm bout to drink next,
gotta make a 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 (?) 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 little 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 you drunk, everybody fall on the floor
King Kong, what ya dun know when I through
I'mma give it to ya, gon hate it
How it, evaporate around
see the way I do, disintegrated
what I do, I'mma never never do it
i hit you with the bang and I hit you with the bong
back murderin' another
n-gga better black when I hit ya, Trey Songz
Songz.

[Chorus: Trey
up, bottoms up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, 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
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, up (up, up)

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

[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 bout to tear club up
Bottoms up, up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ya hands up
Bottoms up, up, bottoms up (up, up)

2: Trey Songz]
My blurred, my words slurred
Its jam packed, a million
And I ain't to lead em
We drunk so let me be your alcohol
all the girls, do you hear 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 move to the to the side

Trey Songz]
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Songz Bottoms Up
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, up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you it in them jeans
Bottoms up, up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, up, bottoms up (up, up)

[Nicki
Yo, could I get that
Could I get that
I get that Coke?
Could I get Henny?
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 buy me a bottle 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 cute 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 such a
I rep Young
You Slim, Baby?
And we be donuts while we wavin' the .380
We a lotta money to the babies out in Haiti
Yellin all the world,
Do you hear me? Do you my body?
Anna
Rest in peace to Anna Nicole
Yes, my dear, so explosive
Say hi to Mary, Mary and
Now bottoms up and double my

[Chorus: Trey
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a ain't enough
up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell we bout 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, up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up