Luyện nghe bài hát Bring My Bottles

If you in VIP
And you ain't no money get the fuck out
We need bottles. Sparkle something

Say you ballin', boy, we gon' need the
We be two steppin', mix the Effen the juice
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em
Me, I just what to do to get 'em loose
Shorty think I'm cause she got a pair of shoes
I was just stuntin', man, this bitch confused
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em
Me, I know what to do to get 'em loose

Fuck you know 'bout bustin' down a
Your ho always think that you around a bitch
Picked up a pack and I ain't look back '96
Since then been addicted to designer shit
in the parkin' lot, I'm tryna find a lick
Come up on a thousand pounds, my kind of rich
Independent, I need no nigga with me
I do quickly, don't believe me? Ask 50
I got game for these hoes, can't no broke bitch me
And can fit a hundred bands in navy blue Dickies

I up and my car ain't got no roof (Fuck with me)
All these bitches say I'm the truth (Fuck with me)
I know what to do to get 'em loose (Fuck with me)
Can you bring my bottles to my booth? (Fuck with me)
Can you please my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to my (Where my bottles?)
I know just what to do to get 'em (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my to my booth? (Where my bottles?)

Hundred bottles the sparklers, light it up
Bottles in the air, fuck them niggas buyin' (Get some money ho)
Louis the 13th, I drink nigga shit
Turn one two quick, I do tricks with the bricks
Extra clip on my hip, all my niggas with the
the Unit in this bitch, I'm 50 rich, now who you with?
G UNIT, lazy niggas don't want to pop no
keep sayin', "Nigga, what's a thousand dollars"
She don't plan on stayin' if she don't swallow
her friend on Instagram and told that bitch to holler
Dopeboy, bitch, I ain't playin', I fuck guala
And I don't fuck rappers, bein' honest
I fuck with strippers, be at Onyx
Them and them les hoes, your bitch is garbage
Them King of bitches, ain't they gorgeous?
Drop head Phantom and I'm sittin' on

I pull up and my car got no roof (Fuck with me)
All these bitches say that I'm the truth (Fuck me)
I know just what to do to get 'em loose (Fuck me)
Can you bring my bottles to my booth? (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my to my booth? (Where my bottles?)
Can you please my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I just what to do to get 'em loose (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my to my booth? (Where my bottles?)

It's the Unit, man. We back. Buck
Cashville, Ten a key, nigga.