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[Intro: East]

Uh
Used to them bottles
Uh
I ain't never been of nothin' I'm my life, dog
If I see it, I got it
Uh

[Chorus: Dave
Uh
Gold bottles, pop 'em like '96 (pop)
You see a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (pray to God)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your
Dirty niggas with clean money, this shit is (gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em it's '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I to God my team get rich
bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (uh)
Dirty niggas with money, this shit is beautiful
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is
Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is
Fresh of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare

[Verse 1: East]
Did a deal with Puma, but Nike, I keep a pair
Stop goin' to Silver Spring, found out I was there
They gon' bring us so many bottles, the club stare (watch)
you a dime in my section, get dubbed over here (dub)
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, but Carlton ain't my
We spark it out in public, too much got me stumblin'
Black bottle, bottle, models by the dozen
But they for everybody, only cops believe in
This ain't your life, they get excited when I come in
On top now, started underground like Tubman (Harriot)
Thought you was the son, but you since yo' daddy left
House full of Belair, kick 'em out like they Jeff (bye bye)

Dave East]
Uh
Gold bottles, pop 'em it's '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I pray to God my whole team get
bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (my bad)
Dirty niggas clean money, this shit is beautiful (gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em it's '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I pray to God my whole team get
Black bottles, pop 'em at funeral (uh)
Dirty niggas with money, this shit is beautiful
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is
Fresh of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare

2: Rick Ross]
M-M
M-M-Maybach
Your bitch still on my dick but the DM (boss)
The Lamborghini's in the street and she know it's him (woo)
My vodka rum the beats and it cost me two M's (huh)
These other niggas rappin' rich we know you pretend (ahh)
I'm always late but the money in crates (ahh)
Black and two M and a wonderful date (hahaha)
305, MIA, oh, a wonderful (wooo)
a Checkers to feed my bitches them fries with a shake (rich nigga)
Got her rubbin' on my chest like Justin (tell em)
My Belair 'cross the table all the dates (dreams)
Brett Berish on the phone, he every day (Brett)
She know Rozay ice, now let it marinate

[Chorus: East]
Uh
Gold bottles, pop 'em it's '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I pray to God my get rich
Black bottles, pop 'em at your (my bad)
Dirty niggas with money, this shit is beautiful (gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like '96 (pop)
You see a brick, I pray to God my team get rich
Black bottles, pop 'em at your (uh)
Dirty niggas with clean money, shit is beautiful
Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all do is stare
Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is