Bottles & Up (Thug Da Club)

(album: Arch Nemesis - 2005)

Yeah, yeah Storch
That's what I'm talking about, my nigga
Bottles & up, BS what up, nigga?
Bottles & up, no's and G's know

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real G's roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up

Introducing the nemesis, you've heard of me
Into the rebel, the legend, the rock the party took me to a new level
I'm a bad motherfucka, stones colored, illuminating
Roll up to the joint and the girls love it, the niggas hate it

Unstoppable, position myself to get cheddar
Incredible with these lyrics, I'm only getting better
I'm on a sour, my niggas, we popping vouf man
Don't want no bottles for niggas, you 'bout to lose, man

Buying bottles for brodies, you know it's nothing, dawg
Crush you something later fo sho, she breaking something off
Soon as zino step through the door she got it jumping off
Grab your chick and head to the floor, I'm calling all the dawgs

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real G's roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up

This one's for my niggas got felonies, we's hauling at the bar
Throwing Hypno and Henesie, she fucking with the hulk
We continue to roll and blow the best trees
Puff an ounce in the club, looking for sour D's

Plus downing bottles of bub like it was ice tea, only bottles & up
That's if you like me, you got keys (?)
Felling lucky like a Celtics clover, lil' spit, lil' flip
Now the game is over, I'm on a mission ain't finished until I'm done

Make the crowd move wild like I'm busting the gun
Everybody hallucinating, somebody set it off
You're calling security, now it's

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real G's roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up
(Bottles & up)

Apologies are never accepted, I'm on another level
Probably try to get me arrested because I'm so ghetto
So many victims of homicide accountable for only thorough niggas
Who want to ride or die with me

Poured a bottle out for homies who ain't here
Incarcerated niggas with numbers be getting mad years
I'm number 34, beyond all the glory
I'm the truth like the 'E! True Hollywood Stories', nigga

Zino king of the city, I'm 'bout to lock it down
Silly rap get smacked, let's get it popping now
Big dawg and I dop it the best
I'm in the club with a code million debt on my chest

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all getting high
Semi in the waist, two-stepping on the side
Keep getting money till the day that I die

The club, shorty what get buck
The club, real G's roll up
The club, fight it out get drunk
The club, act wild, tear it up

Bottles & up
Boston get it popping
Bottles & up
MIA get it popping

Bottles & up
New York get it poppin
Ounces & up
LA get it popping

Bottles & up
Philadelphia get it popping
Bottles & up
ATL keep it popping

Bottles & up
Chi-Town get it popping
Ounces & up

Zino, uggy what up nigga
(Bottles & up)
Yeah
(Bottles & up)