Lyrical Breakdown of Bitches & Bottles (feat. Lil Wayne) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Turn up!
Ya not in
I said "Turn up!"
Wooooo
Bitches and bottles
You know what is it
Ay, (Dj Khaled)
Let's get it started, let's go dumb and retarded
Let's get high as we wanna, let's go and burn up a forest
Better load up your cartridge, get the car it's inside it
Let's put in ice in your watches and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's get it started
I'm turned up 'till my knob broke
You say turn it down I say nah ho
My neck rocky like Balboa
My watch official, it's uncalled for
In the St. regis on all floors
I got six sluts on all fours
They french kissin' say bonjour
I got my own shine but I want yours
I'm stupid rich got stupid bitch
Who stupid thick in Louboutin
Don't like me, fuck you again
Wanna fight me well come do it then
Right hand to God on everything
I see the hearts of men and they very lame
I won't entertain no punk shit
They talk shit and I run shit
Boy you tryin' to get what I been here
Hold it down for like 10 years
I'm gettin' it in til it's unreal
Let's say one album and like ten mill
Plus my swag is stupid low IQ (dumd)
Hurt nigga feelin', I don't try to
But when you ballin' like I do
You know sucker niggas don't like you, so
Let's get it started, let's go dumb and retarded
Let's get high as we wanna, let's go and burn up a forest
Better load up your cartridge, get the car it's inside it
Let's put in ice in your watches and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's get it started
It's Tunechi you bitch you
I like sticky weed and sticky pussy
Sittin' on like a hundred mil
I treat that shit like whoopie cushion
Ballin' on them fuck niggas
They on the bench I bench press em'
They hating from the sidelines
They pissed off, piss test em'
Man I'm on that lean
Liquor for the bitches
Who fuckin' wit' me?
All I hear is crickets
I got stank up in my swisher
My bitch pussy smell like roses
She on that Molly, I'm on that Mary
I'm on that Mary like Joseph
Man I'm married to this shit
You can call it Shit Carter
Dick stay up like it got insomnia
All them niggas hatin', fuck ya in ya pussy
The best things in life are free
Free my nigga Boosie, gone
Let's get it started, let's go dumb and retarded
Let's get high as we wanna, let's go and burn up a forest
Better load up your cartridge, get the car it's inside it
Let's put in ice in your watches and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's get it started
Ok, now lil' nigga
My clique realer
Dick is fucking my big tipper
In the club 'bout 20 bottles
I make movie like Ben Stiller
Chase money, don't chase hoes
That bitch rockin my straight liquor
Neck Froze like cold winner
Stand by me in the chinchilla
Presidential got plenty rocks
Rock bull like no jigger
Brain off in the new shit
I told the dealer you can keep it seelin'
Plenty bitches won't get the buissnes
I told dimes my dick decission
Guns with me
New super vision
Mark the dog, It's feels like tention
I hit once and my mind gone
Typer stroke when my dress long
Sea star come make a wish
Come take flick with ya camera phone
I'm in the club and I'm turn to the max
Better be pretty, I'm turned, I'm back
Clique full a lot
That you know where they at
I will be Chris, So many would die
Let's get it started, let's go dumb and retarded
Let's get high as we wanna, let's go and burn up a forest
Better load up your cartridge, get the car it's inside it
Let's put in ice in your watches and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let's get it started
Ay, Let's order bitches and bottles (Dj Khaled)
Let's order bitches and bottles
They're out of era, our models
They're out of era, our models (let's go)
I make hits, I find hits
And I put hits out