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Trey Songz

Bottoms Up

 

Bottoms Up

(album: Passion, Pain & Pleasure - 2010)


Come on
It's Mr. Steal Your Girl
It's Mr. Steal Your Girl
Ay girl [5x]
Let's go

[Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ay what's in your cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up

Bottoms up bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Bottoms up bottoms up bottoms up up up bottoms

[Trey Songz]
You know what it is
Girl we back up in this thang (thang)
Money stay in my pocket
Girl I'm like a walking bank (bank)
Tell me what you drank (drank)
Tell me what you thank (thank)
If I go get these bottles we go alcohol-insane (insane)

Calling all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me
All around the world (world)
City to city (city)

Cheers to the girls
Throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Getting loose in the ride
Hating ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side

[Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ay what's in your cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough

Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up

Bottoms up bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans

Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Bottoms up bottoms up bottoms up up up bottoms

[Trey Songz]
My vision's blurred (come on)
My words slurred (come on)
It's jam-packed
A million girls
And I ain't tryna leave though
We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero

Calling all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me (girl)
All around the world (world)
City to city

Cheers to the girls
Throw a deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Getting loose in the ride
Hating ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side

[Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ay what's in your cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough

Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up

Bottoms up bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans

Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Bottoms up bottoms up bottoms up up up bottoms

[Nicki Minaj]
Can I get that Trón
Can I get that Remy
Can I get that Coke
Can I get that Henny
Can I get that Margarita on the rock rock rocks
Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim Trey
I was like "Yo Trey"
Do you think you can buy me a bottle of Rosé
Okay let's get it now
I'm with a bad bitch he's with his friends
I don't say, "Hi," I say, "Keys to the Benz."
Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz!
Motherfucking right yeah V to the 10
If a bitch tryna get cute I'mma stomp her
Throw a lot of money at her then yell, "Fuck her!
Fuck her! Fuck her!" then yell, "Fuck her!"
Then I'mma go and get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me I'm sorry I'm really such a lady
I rep Young Money
You know Slim, baby?
And we be doing donuts while we waving the .380
We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti
Yelling all around the world
Do you hear me? Do you like my body?
Anna Nicki
Rest in peace to Anna Nicole Smith
Yes, my dear, you're so explosive
Say "Hi" to Mary, Mary and Joseph
Now bottoms up and double my dosage

[Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ay what's in your cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough

Turn you bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up

Bottoms up bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
(Is night dead, I'm drunk, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm wanna)
Bottoms up bottoms up
(I'm beat)
Throw your hands up
(I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm good, I'm good)
Bottoms up bottoms up
(Trigger Trey, end, let's do it)
Bottoms up bottoms up bottoms up up up bottoms bottoms up
Bottoms up [repeat until the end]
(I-I-I-I I am Zolansky)
(I'm Roman)

done

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