Bring My Bottles

G-Unit

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    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

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    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 shits
    It's the unit in this bitch, I'm 50 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 holler
    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
    It's the unit, man. We back
    Young buck. Cashville, ten-a-key, nigga. Yeah

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