- Bottles & Up (Thug Da Club) 歌詞 Benzino
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- Benzino
- Yeah, yeah Storch
Thats what Im talkin about, my ******
Bottles & up, BS what up, ******?
Bottles & up, nos and Gs know
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real Gs roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up
Introducin the nemesis, youve heard of me
Into the rebel, the legend, the rock the party took me to a new level
Im a bad mother****** a, stones colored, illuminatin
Roll up to the joint and the girls love it, the ******s hate it
Unstoppable, position myself to get cheddar
Incredible with these lyrics, Im only gettin better
Im on a sour, my ******s, we poppin vouf man
Dont want no bottles for ******s, you bout to lose, man
Buyin bottles for brodies, you know its nothin, dawg
Crush you something later fo sho, she breakin somethin off
Soon as zino step through the door she got it jumpin off
Grab your chick and head to the floor, Im callin all the dawgs
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real Gs roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up
This ones for my ** ****s got felonies, wes haulin at the bar
Throwin Hypno and Henesie, she ****** with the hulk
We continue to roll and blow the best trees
Puff an ounce in the club, lookin for sour Ds
Plus downin bottles of bub like it was ice tea, only bottles & up
Thats if you like me, you got keys (?)
Fellin lucky like a Celtics clover, lil spit, lil flip
Now the game is over, Im on a mission aint finished until Im done
Make the crowd move wild like Im bustin the gun
Everybody hallucinatin, somebody set it off
Youre callin security, now its
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist ,two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real Gs roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up
(Bottles & up)
Apologies are never accepted, Im on another level
Probably try to get me arrested because Im so ghetto
So many victims of homicide accountable for only thorough ******s
Who want to ride or die with me
Poured a bottle out for homies who aint here
Incarcerated ******s with numbers be gettin mad years
Im number 34, beyond all the glory
Im the truth like the E! True Hollywood Stories, ******
Zino king of the city, Im bout to lock it down
Silly rap get smacked, lets get it poppin now
Big dawg and I dop it the best
Im in the club with a code million debt on my chest
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My ******s dont dance cause we all gettin high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin on the side
Keep gettin money till the day that I die
The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real Gs roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up
Bottles & up
Boston get it poppin
Bottles & up
MIA get it poppin
Bottles & up
New York get it poppin
Ounces & up
LA get it poppin
Bottles & up
Philadelphia get it poppin
Bottles & up
ATL keep it poppin
Bottles & up
Chi-Town get it poppin
Ounces & up
Zino, uggy what up ******
(Bottles & up)
Yeah
(Bottles & up)
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