Luyện nghe bài hát Bring My Bottles

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

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

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

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

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

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 just what to do to get 'em loose (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth? (Fuck me)
Can you please bring my to my booth? (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my to my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I know just what to do to get 'em (Where my bottles?)
Can you please my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?)

the Unit, man. We back. Young Buck
Cashville, Ten a key, nigga.