Bitches & Bottles (feat. Future, Lil Wayne & T.i.)

DJ Khaled

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    Explain [Hook: Future]
    Let's get it started, let's go dumb and retarded
    Let's get high as we wanna, let's go and burn up a forest
    Girl there’s other precautions, get the car it’s inside it
    Let's put in ice on your watch and designer on your body
    Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
    Bitches and bottles, let's order bitches and bottles
    Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
    Bitches and bottles, let's get it started

    [Verse 1: T.I.]
    I’m turned up till my knob broke say turn down I say nah ho
    My neck rocky like Balboa, my watch official, it's uncalled for
    In the same regions on all floors, I got six sluts on all fours
    They french kiss and say bonjour I got my own shine but I want show
    I’m stupid rich got stupid bitch, who stupid thick in Louboutin
    Don’t like me, fuck you again, wanna fight me well come do it then
    Right hand to God on everything I see the hearts of men and they bear lame
    I won’t entertain no punk shit, they talk shit and I run shit
    Boy you tryin’ to get what I been here, headed down for like 10 years
    I’m gettin’ it in til it's unreal let’s say one album and like ten mill
    Plus my swag is stupid low IQ (gone), hurt nigga feelin’, I don't try to
    But when you ballin’ like I do, you know something nigga, they don’t like you

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    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
    It's Tunechi you bitch you, I like sticky weed and sticky pussy
    Sittin' on like a hundred mil, I treat that shit like whoopie cushion
    Ballin' on them fuck niggas, they on the bench I bench press em’
    They hating from the sidelines, they pissed off, piss test em’
    Man I'm on that lean, liquor for the bitches
    Who fuckin' wit me? all I hear is crickets
    I got stank up in my swisher, my bitch pussy smell like roses
    She on that Molly, I'm on that Mary, I'm on that Mary like Joseph
    Man I'm married to this shit, you can call it Shit Carter
    Dick stay up like it got insomnia
    All them niggas hatin, fuck ya in ya pussy
    The best things in life are free, free my nigga Boosie, gone

    [Hook x2]

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