50 Cent - Bring My Bottles lyrics

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50 Cent - Bring My Bottles lyrics

[Intro: Tony Yayo] You in this VIP and you ain't spending no money get the f** out. We need them bottles. Sparkle something [Bridge: 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**h here confused Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose Me, I know just what to do to get 'em loose [Verse 1: Young Buck] f** you know 'bout bustin' down a brick? Your main ho always think that you around a b**h Picked up a pack and I ain't look back since '96 Since then I've been addicted to designer sh** 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***a with me I do everything quickly, don't believe me? Ask 50 I got game for these hoes, can't no broke b**h trick me And can fit a hundred bands in these navy blue Dickies [Hook: Young Buck/Tony Yayo] I pull up and my car ain't got no roof All these b**hes 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? [Verse 2: Young Buck] Hundred bottles with the sparklers, light it up Bottles in the air, f** them n***as buyin' cups Louis the 13th, I drink rich n***a sh** Turn one into two quick, I do tricks with the bricks Extra clip on my hip, all my n***as with the sh**s It's the Unit in this b**h, I'm 50 rich, now who you with? G-Unit, lazy n***as don't want to pop no bottles Yayo keep sayin', "n***a, 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**h to holla Dopeboy, b**h, I ain't playin', I f** with guala And I don't f** with rappers, bein' honest I f** with them strippers, be at Onyx Them starlets and them les hoes, your b**h is garbage Them King of Diamond b**hes, ain't they gorgeous? Drop head Phantom and I'm sittin' on Forgi's [Hook: Young Buck/Tony Yayo] I pull up and my car ain't got no roof All these b**hes 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? [Outro: Tony Yayo] It's the Unit, man. We back. Young Buck. Cashville, Ten-a-key, n***a. Yeah