T.I. - b**hes & Bottles (Let's Get It Started) (Video version) lyrics

[Intro: Future] Turn up! Ya not in I said "Turn up!" Wooooo b**hes and bottles You know what is it Ay, (Dj Khaled) [Hook: Future] 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 b**hes and bottles, b**hes and bottles b**hes and bottles, let's order b**hes and bottles b**hes and bottles, b**hes and bottles b**hes and bottles, let's get it started [Verse 1: T.I.] 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 s*uts on all fours They french kissin' say bonjour I got my own shine but I want yours I'm stupid rich got stupid b**h Who stupid thick in Louboutin Don't like me, f** 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 sh** They talk sh** and I run sh** 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 n***a feelin', I don't try to But when you ballin' like I do You know s**er n***as don't like you, so [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] It's Tunechi you b**h you I like sticky weed and sticky p**y Sittin' on like a hundred mil I treat that sh** like whoopie cushion Ballin' on them f** n***as 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 b**hes Who f**in' wit' me? All I hear is crickets I got stank up in my swisher My b**h p**y 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 sh** You can call it sh** Carter Dick stay up like it got insomnia All them n***as hatin', f** ya in ya p**y The best things in life are free Free my n***a Boosie, gone [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Ok, now lil' n***a My clique realer Thick as f**. I'm a big tipper In the club 'bout 20 bottles I make a movie like Ben Stiller Chase money, don't chase hoes That peach Ciroc, I'm on straight liquor Neck froze like cold winter Stand by me in need a chinchilla Presidential got plenty rocks Roc boy like I know Jigga Riding off in that new sh** I told the dealer you can keep the ceiling Plenty b**hes wanna get the business I told them it's my dick decision Goons with me, need supervision Murk ya dog if it's slight tension I hit once and my mind gone Tipper's short but my dreads long See a star come make a wish Come take a flick with ya camera phone I'm in the club and I'm turnt to the max Better be pretty, I'm turning 'em back Clique full of riders you know where they at R.I.P. Chris, I'ma end it with that [Hook] [Bridge: Future] Ay, Let's order b**hes and bottles (Dj Khaled) Let's order b**hes and bottles They're out of era, our models They're out of era, our models (let's go) [Hook] [Outro: Dj Khaled] I make hits, I find hits And I put hits out