It’s Mr. Steal your girl
It’s Mr. Steal your girl
Hey girl hey girl hey girl hey girl
Let go
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ever see 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 cream
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in those jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Bottoms up bottoms up
You know what it is girl we back up in this thing
Money stay in my pocket girl I’m like a walking bank
Tell me what you drink tell me what you think
If I go get these bottles we go alcohol insane
Calling all the girls do you hear me
All around the World city to city
It's cheers to the girls throw dueces to they guys
I got a chicken no goose in the ride
Getting loose in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ever see 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 cream
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in those jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Bottoms up bottoms up
My vision's blurred
My word's slurred
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 do you hear me
All around the World city to city
It's cheers to the girls throw dueces to they guys
I got a chicken no goose in the ride
Getting loose in the ride
Hatin ass nigga you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ever see 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 cream
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in those jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
Bottoms up bottoms up
Can I get that Tron? 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 could buy me a bottle of Rose?
Okay, let’s get it now
I’m wit 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 Benz!
Mufuckin right, yep weed to the ten
If A Bitch Try To Get Cute, I’ma Stuff Her.
Throw A Lot Money At Her, Then Yell fuck Her!
Fuck Her fuck Her. Then Yell fuck Her!
Then I’ma 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 A 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 & Double My Dosage.
Bottoms up bottoms up
Ever see 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 cream
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in those jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up
Throw your hands up
bottoms up bottoms up
Gotta Go
Autor: Trey Songz
Album: I Gotta Make It
Ooo
Autor: Trey Songz
Album: I Gotta Make It
Ur Behind
Autor: Trey Songz
Album: I Gotta Make It