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[Intro]
Yeaaah
Comere
Its mister steal yo girl x2
Ay girl ay girl ay girl
Leggo


[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms


[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
You know what it is
Girl we back up in this thang(thang)
Money stay in my pocket
Girl Im like a walkin bank (bank)
Tell me what you drank (drank)
Tell me what you thank (thank)
If I go get these bottles we go alchol insane (insane)

Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me
All around the world (world)
City to city (city)

Cheers to the girls
Throw deuce to the guys
Na I got a chiken and a goose in the ride
Getin loose in the ride
[Gibberish[ you can move to the move to the move to the side


[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
My visions blurred (comere)
My words slur (comere)
Its jam packed (yeaa)
A million girls (ay)
And I aint trynna lead em
We drunk so let me be yo alchol heat room

Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me (girl)
All around the world (world)
City to city (yeeaahhh)

Cheers to the girls
Throw duece to the guys
Na I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Getin loose in the ride
[Gibberish] you can move to the move to the move to the side

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up) [Nicki Minaj: uh huh]
Throw yo hands up [Nicki Minaj: uh]
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms [Nicki Minaj: uh yo]


[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj (Roman Zolanski)]
Can I get that dro
Can I get that remmy
Can I get that coke
Can I get that henny
Can I get that margarita on the rock rock rock
Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim
Trey
I was like yo trey
Do you think you can buy me a bottle of rosay
Okay lets get it now
Im wit a bad b***h he's wit his friends
I dont say I hi I say keys to the benz
Keys to the benz keys to the benz
******** rite yea b to the 10
If a b***h try to get cute ima stomp her
Throw alotta money at her then yell ******** her
******** her ******** her then yell ******** her
Then im go and get my loui belt slug her
Excuse me Im sorry Im really such lady
I rep young money
You know slim baby
And we be doin donuts while we wave in the 3-80
We give alot of money to the babies out in haiti
Yellin all around the world
Do you hear me
Do you like my body and a nicki
Rest in peace to ana nicole smith
Yes my dear your so explosive
Say hi to mary mary and joseph
Now bottoms up and double my doses


[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple aint enough
(Turn your) bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bouta tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shakin it them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
Bottoms up {fade till end}