Luyện nghe bài hát Bring My Bottles

If you in VIP
And you spending no money get the fuck out
We need them bottles. something

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

Fuck you know bustin' down a brick?
Your main ho always that you around a bitch
Picked up a and I ain't look back since '96
Since then I've been addicted to designer
Chopper in the parkin' lot, I'm find a lick
Come up on a thousand pounds, my kind of rich
Independent, I don't 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 hundred bands in these navy blue

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

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

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

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