Coke Bottle (feat. Timbaland, T.I.)

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    I got dollarz, could you imagine ?
    They givin' love to an independent woman
    I’m vip, so they can't see me
    I'll be like dang!! another tryna hit on me

    But i just doin', ah! me don't care about it
    It's like i'm on the cloud, me don't care bout 'em (damn)
    I got it from my mama, i thank her everyday
    Everyday they keep their eyes on me

    Ah ah ah ah i gotta 'em made
    He know dat, he know dat
    He prolly has no chance
    But he keeps lookin' lookin' lookin' for that day
    That he can get a little try (ge-ge-get a little try)

    I see you lookin' at my curves, coke bottle
    I see you lookin' at my curves, coke bottle
    I got dat bounce, i'm bouncin', pluck me like a rubbaband
    I got dat bounce, i'm bouncin', pluck me like a rubbaband

    timbaland:
    Can you pop it like a rubber band on the tip of me?
    Can you drop it to the floor, then bring it back to me?
    No man in the world, got a bop like timothy
    Her curves make me go crazy
    That's why this beat is insane

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    Her coke bottle shape
    Yeah it's screamin' my name
    But wait wait, she said she got a man
    The way she move it, move it, move it
    Got me in a trance
    I gotta, i gotta tell her that i'm a fan
    Yes sir!

    Fast car, you never catch me
    He lookin' hard
    He need a neck brace
    Is it cuz everythin' i wear is official anye on me?
    Get away!

    (no no, don't touch me, don’t touch me)

    Ah ah ah ah i gotta 'em made
    He know dat, he know dat
    He prolly has no chance
    But he keeps lookin' lookin' lookin' for that day
    That he can get a little try (ge-ge-get a little try)

    I see you lookin' at my curves, coke bottle
    I see you lookin' at my curves, coke bottle
    I got dat bounce, i'm bouncin', pluck me like a rubbaband
    I got dat bounce, i'm bouncin', pluck me like a rubbaband

    Yeah, okay you can straight pop that shit for me
    I let the rubbaband pop on fifty g
    Knee haw raw can't get it from me
    Bring the fifty g wit ya
    Ain't shit for free
    Ok i drop my top west side fool
    Chrome wheel paint clean ridin' through
    Have any chick i decide to
    But none of them i help
    Fine tune
    K man jiggy you better ask somebody
    Pullin that chevy you don't know nuttin bout it
    Got a 44 let it go get up outtie
    Better ask timbo he know i'm bout it
    Well what you lookin' at my mind ya bidness cuz
    Rap bout me, i hear ya girl
    And we can go an ask her what's the difference in us
    She say you shy circum
    I'm puttin' it inna world

    I see you lookin' at my curves, coke bottle
    I see you lookin' at my curves, coke bottle
    I got dat bounce, i'm bouncin', pluck me like a rubbaband
    I got dat bounce, i'm bouncin', pluck me like a rubbaband

    Imma get it real good, make it go back and forth
    Imma get it real good, make it go side to side

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