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Wiz Khalifa

Pop Bottles

 

Pop Bottles

(album: Star Power - 2009)


Yeah!
You motherfucking right
Taylor Gang, star year

I'm all out with it, I ain't low key
In the club, all drinks on me
Shorty in the club with her eyes on me
So I pop one bottle, pop two bottles, pop three
Do your thing and the rest on me
Just look at my swag so fresh, so clean
A young star, everybody know me
'Cause I pop one bottle, pop two bottles, pop three

Everywhere I go, all the hoes know me
Heard me on the radio, see me on the TV
Plus they know I got cheese
So I pop one model, pop two models, pop three
Step up in the club, couple grand on deck
It's like a light show, hundred grand on my neck
Tell the waitress I'm tryna get sky
So I drop one thousand, drop two thousand, drop three
Interest in my blunt, know I'm smoking that ray
Got a good green plug, I get high all day
Screaming fuck security
I'mma roll one swisher, roll two swishers, roll three
See a fuck nigga hating low key
Heard about Loney they don't know about Breeze
They some knock-out king
For me they'll drop one hater, drop two haters, drop three

I'm all out with it, I ain't low key
In the club, all drinks on me
Shorty in the club with her eyes on me
So I pop one bottle, pop two bottles, pop three
Do your thing and the rest on me
Just look at my swag so fresh, so clean
A young star, everybody know me
'Cause I pop one bottle, pop two bottles, pop three

Me I'm getting mine, I'mma ball 'til I fall
I'm a fool with the women, I'm a dog at the mall
All black chuck tees
I'mma cop one pair, cop two, then I'mma cop three
Fresher than a mug, there's some 501 jeans
Twelves in my chuck got my trunk on B
I'mma pick up my speed
Then I switch one lane, I switch two lanes, now that's three
Niggas going nuts, paper sluts everyday
Now wizzle hoes fucking for free
And I don't play with no E
Niggas pop one, then they pop two, dawg but not me
I'm only rolling that green
And the star life's really all that it seems
And when I drop my CD
I'mma sell one million, sell two, then I'mma sell three

I'm all out with it, I ain't low key
In the club, all drinks on me
Shorty in the club with her eyes on me
So I pop one bottle, pop two bottles, pop three
Do your thing and the rest on me
Just look at my swag so fresh, so clean
A young star, everybody know me
'Cause I pop one bottle, pop two bottles, pop three

done

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