Letra de Bottoms Up (Feat. Nicki Minaj) - Trey Songz

Yeah
Come 'ere
It's Mister Steal-yo-girl
It's Mister Steal-yo-girl
Ay girl, ay girl, ay girl
Leggo

Bottoms up, bottoms up (up)
Ay what's in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple ain't 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

You know what it is
Girl we back up in this thang (thang)
Money stay in my pocket
Girl I'm 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 alc'hol 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 duece to the guys
Na I got a chiken and a goose in the ride
Getin' loose in the ride
Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the, move to the, move to the side

Bottoms up, bottoms up (up)
Ay what's in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple ain't 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

My visions blurd (come 'ere)
My words slur (come 'ere)
It's jam packed (yea)
A million girls (ay)
And I ain't try'nna lead em
We drunk so let me be yo alc'hol heat room

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

Cheers to the girls
Throw duece to the guys
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Na I got a chiken and a goose in the ride
Getin' loose in the ride
Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the, move to the, move to the side

Bottoms up, bottoms up (up)
Ay what's in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple ain't 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

Nicki Minaj
Uh yo
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 let's get it now
I'm wit a bad bitch he's wit his friends
I don't say I hi I say keys to the Benz
Keys to the Benz keys to the Benz
Mu-fuckin rite yea B to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute i'ma stomp her
Throw alotta money at her then ye'll fuck her
Fuck her, fuck her, then ye'll fuck her
Then I'm go and get my Louisville Slugger
Excuse me I'm sorry I'm 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

Bottoms up, bottoms up (up)
Ay what's in ya cup
Got a cuple bottles
But a cuple ain't 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

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