G-Unit - Bring My Bottles lyrics
[G-Unit - Bring My Bottles lyrics]
You in this VIP and you
Ain't spending no money get the fuck out
We need them bottles, sparkle something
Say you ballin', boy, we gon' need the proof
We be two steppin'
Mix the Effen with the juice
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Shorty think I'm trickin' cause she
Got a pair of shoes
I was just stuntin', man
This bitch here confused
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Fuck you know 'bout bustin' down a brick?
Your main ho always think that
You around a bitch picked up a pack and I
Ain't look back since '96
Since then I've been addicted
To designer shit chopper in the parkin' lot
I'm tryna find a lick
Come up on a thousand pounds
That's my kind of rich
Independent, I don't need no nigga with me
I do everything quickly
Don't believe me? Ask 50
I got game for these hoes
Can't no broke bitch trick me
And can fit a hundred bands
In these navy blue Dickies
I pull up and my car ain't got no roof
All these bitches say that I'm the truth
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Hundred bottles with the sparklers
Light it up bottles in the air
Fuck them niggas buyin' cups
Louis the 13th, I drink rich nigga shit
Turn one into two quick
I do tricks with the bricks
Extra clip on my hip
All my niggas with the shit's
It's the Unit in this bitch, I’m filthy rich
Now who you with?
G-UNIT! Lazy niggas don't want
To pop no bottles yayo keep sayin', "Nigga
What's a thousand dollars"
She must don't plan on stayin'
If she don't swallow
DM'd her friend on Instagram and
Told that bitch to holla
Dopeboy, bitch, I ain't playin'
I fuck with guala
And I don't fuck with rappers, bein' honest
I fuck with them strippers, be at Onyx
Them starlets and them les hoes
Your bitch is garbage
Them King of Diamond bitches
Ain't they gorgeous?
Drop head Phantom and I'm sittin' on Forgi's
I pull up and my car ain't got no roof
All these bitches say that I'm the truth
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
It's the Unit, man we back, Young Buck
Cashville, Ten-a-key, nigga, yeah
Ain't spending no money get the fuck out
We need them bottles, sparkle something
Say you ballin', boy, we gon' need the proof
We be two steppin'
Mix the Effen with the juice
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Shorty think I'm trickin' cause she
Got a pair of shoes
I was just stuntin', man
This bitch here confused
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Fuck you know 'bout bustin' down a brick?
Your main ho always think that
You around a bitch picked up a pack and I
Ain't look back since '96
Since then I've been addicted
To designer shit chopper in the parkin' lot
I'm tryna find a lick
Come up on a thousand pounds
That's my kind of rich
Independent, I don't need no nigga with me
I do everything quickly
Don't believe me? Ask 50
I got game for these hoes
Can't no broke bitch trick me
And can fit a hundred bands
In these navy blue Dickies
I pull up and my car ain't got no roof
All these bitches say that I'm the truth
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Hundred bottles with the sparklers
Light it up bottles in the air
Fuck them niggas buyin' cups
Louis the 13th, I drink rich nigga shit
Turn one into two quick
I do tricks with the bricks
Extra clip on my hip
All my niggas with the shit's
It's the Unit in this bitch, I’m filthy rich
Now who you with?
G-UNIT! Lazy niggas don't want
To pop no bottles yayo keep sayin', "Nigga
What's a thousand dollars"
She must don't plan on stayin'
If she don't swallow
DM'd her friend on Instagram and
Told that bitch to holla
Dopeboy, bitch, I ain't playin'
I fuck with guala
And I don't fuck with rappers, bein' honest
I fuck with them strippers, be at Onyx
Them starlets and them les hoes
Your bitch is garbage
Them King of Diamond bitches
Ain't they gorgeous?
Drop head Phantom and I'm sittin' on Forgi's
I pull up and my car ain't got no roof
All these bitches say that I'm the truth
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
I know just what to do to get 'em loose
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
It's the Unit, man we back, Young Buck
Cashville, Ten-a-key, nigga, yeah