g unit - bring my bottles lyrics
[tony yayo:]
you in this vip and you ain’t spending no money get the f-ck out. we need them bottles. sparkle something
[50 cent:]
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 b-tch here confused
me, i know just what to do to get ’em loose
me, i know just what to do to get ’em loose
[young buck:]
f-ck you know ’bout bustin’ down a brick?
your main ho always think that you around a b-tch
picked up a pack and i ain’t look back since ’96
since then i’ve been addicted to designer sh-t
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 n-gg- with me
i do everything quickly, don’t believe me? ask 50
i got game for these hoes, can’t no broke b-tch trick me
and can fit a hundred bands in these navy blue d-ckies
[hook – young buck/tony yayo:]
i pull up and my car ain’t got no roof
all these b-tches 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?
[young buck:]
hundred bottles with the sparklers, light it up
bottles in the air, f-ck them n-gg-s buyin’ cups
louis the 13th, i drink rich n-gg- sh-t
turn one into two quick, i do tricks with the bricks
extra clip on my hip, all my n-gg-s with the sh-ts
it’s the unit in this b-tch, i’m 50 rich, now who you with?
g-unit, lazy n-gg-s don’t want to pop no bottles
yayo keep sayin’, “n-gg-, 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 b-tch to holler
dopeboy, b-tch, i ain’t playin’, i f-ck with guala
and i don’t f-ck with rappers, bein’ honest
i f-ck with them strippers, be at onyx
them starlets and them les hoes, your b-tch is garbage
them king of diamond b-tches, ain’t they gorgeous?
drop head phantom and i’m sittin’ on forgi’s
[hook]
[tony yayo:]
it’s the unit, man. we back. young buck. cashville, ten-a-key, n-gg-. yeah
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