Busta Rhymes - Bottoms Up Remix (Busta Rhymes) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Oh oh it's Mr. Steal Yo Girl Oh oh it's Mr. Steal Yo Girl oh oh Let's go [Hook: Trey Songz] Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, what's in ya cup Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up Tell security we bout to tear this club up Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Everybody know that when I step up in the building And I'm doing what I'm doing I be crowding up the block Comin' up and k**ing em and f**in' up the building Get into the bar buy a couple bottles of Ciroc Bottles of the 'Tron bottles of the Grand Marnier Couple bottles of the 'Yac bottles of the Rosé Throw another couple shots back throw another rack Bring another couple of the models (OK-K) Get another drink let the waiter know 'Till every single bottle finished spend a lot of dough I don't even know what I'm about to go and drink next Gotta make a choice eenie meenie miney mo Now we sip a little don Julio shawty Ass big you could hide up in that booty hole Pop pop get it get it money when you know you finished I'm about to give it to ya in the studio Now we in the cut better put your bottle up Mommy got a little strut (baby baby) Pour a little in the cup get your little bottom up You can get up in the truck (maybe maybe) Let me come in then I give it to ya raw Baby girl go ahead wiggle to the floor We bang 'till you can't take it anymore While a n***a drunk everybody fall on the floor King Kong with it y'all know when I come through Imma give it to you n***as that are hatin' Imma -- evaporate everything around me See the way I do it how the kid disintegrated When I'mma do it I'mma neva neva do it wrong And I hit you with the bang and I hit you with the bong Back murderin' another track, every n***a better black While I hit ya with another Trey song [Verse 3: Trey Songz] My vision's blurred, my words slurred Its jam packed, a million girls And I ain't tryin to 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, throw a deuce to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride Gettin' loose in the ride Hatin a** n***a you can move to the move to the move to the side [Hook: Trey Songz] [Verse 4: Nicki Minaj] Yo, could I get that 'Tron? Could I get that Remmy? Could I get that Coke? Could I get that Henny? Could I get that margarita on the rock rock rocks? Could I get that salt all around that rim rim rim rim? Trey? I was like "Yo, Trey?" Do you think you could buy me a bottle of Rose'? Okay, lets get it now I'm with a bad b**h he's with his friends I don't say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz" Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz! Muhf**in right yeah, weed to the 10 If a b**h try to get cute I'mma stomp her Throw a lotta money at her then yell f**a, f**a, f**a Then yell f**a Then I'mma go 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' the .380 We give a lotta money to the babies out in Haiti Yellin 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 [Hook: Trey Songz]