It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up [Verse 1] You know what it is, girl we back up in this thang Money stay in my pocket, girl I'm like a walking bank Tell me what you drank, tell me what you think If I go get these bottles, we'll go alcohol insane Callin' all the girls, do you hear me? All around the world, city to city Cheers to the girls throwin' juice to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Gettin' loose in the ride, hey hey Move to the, move to the, move to the side [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up [Verse 2] My vision's blurred, my word's slurred It's jam-packed, a million girls And I ain't tryna leave though We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero Callin' all the girls, do you hear me? All around the world, city to city Cheers to the girls throwin' juice to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Gettin' loose in the ride, hey hey Move to the, move to the, move to the side [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up [Nicki Minaj] Can I get that 'Tron, can I get that Remy, can I get that Coke, can I get that Henny Can I get that Margarita on the rock, rock, rocks Can I get that salt all around the rim, rim, rim Trey, I was like "Yo Trey, do you think you can buy me a bottle of Rosé?" Okay let's get it now I'm wit a bad bitch, he's wit his friends I don't say "Hi" I say "Keys to the Benz" Keys to the Benz, keys to the Benz Motherfuckin' right yup B to the 10 If a bitch try to get cute, I'ma stuff her Throw a lotta money at her, then yell "Fuck her" Fuck her, fuck her. Then yell "Fuck her" Then I'ma go and get my Louisville slugger Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a lady I rep Young Money, you know Slim -- Baby And we be doin' donuts while we wavin' a 380 We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti Tellin' all around the world, do you hear me? "Do you like my body..." -- Anna Nicki Rest in peace to Anna Nicole Smith Yes my dear, you're so explosive Say hi to Mary Mary and Joseph. Now bottoms up and double my dosage [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up
It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up [Verse 1] You know what it is, girl we back up in this thang Money stay in my pocket, girl I'm like a walking bank Tell me what you drank, tell me what you think If I go get these bottles, we'll go alcohol insane Callin' all the girls, do you hear me? All around the world, city to city Cheers to the girls throwin' juice to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Gettin' loose in the ride, hey hey Move to the, move to the, move to the side [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up [Verse 2] My vision's blurred, my word's slurred It's jam-packed, a million girls And I ain't tryna leave though We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero Callin' all the girls, do you hear me? All around the world, city to city Cheers to the girls throwin' juice to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Gettin' loose in the ride, hey hey Move to the, move to the, move to the side [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up [Nicki Minaj] Can I get that 'Tron, can I get that Remy, can I get that Coke, can I get that Henny Can I get that Margarita on the rock, rock, rocks Can I get that salt all around the rim, rim, rim Trey, I was like "Yo Trey, do you think you can buy me a bottle of Rosé?" Okay let's get it now I'm wit a bad bitch, he's wit his friends I don't say "Hi" I say "Keys to the Benz" Keys to the Benz, keys to the Benz Motherfuckin' right yup B to the 10 If a bitch try to get cute, I'ma stuff her Throw a lotta money at her, then yell "Fuck her" Fuck her, fuck her. Then yell "Fuck her" Then I'ma go and get my Louisville slugger Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a lady I rep Young Money, you know Slim -- Baby And we be doin' donuts while we wavin' a 380 We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti Tellin' all around the world, do you hear me? "Do you like my body..." -- Anna Nicki Rest in peace to Anna Nicole Smith Yes my dear, you're so explosive Say hi to Mary Mary and Joseph. Now bottoms up and double my dosage [Chorus] Bottoms up, bottoms up Aye what's in your cup Gotta couple bottles But a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up Bottoms up, bottoms up Pocket full of green Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up Throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up
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