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#Bitches and Bottles
Written and performed by: P.Moody
Music by: Money Makin' Beatz
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Intro:
It's very simple, cause i'm not a complicated man, when i go to the club i
just need 2 things, bitches and bottles.
Hook:
Bitches and some bottles, bitches and some bottles, bitches and some
bitches and some bitches and some bottles, Bitches, Bottles, Bitches,
Bottles, Bitches, Bitches, Bitches, Bottles
Verse 1:
Bitches and some bottles, we fucking with some models, black ones,
white ones a couple of Mulatto's, Haters got a screw face, looking like
Picasso's, cause my money looking like I won the fucking lotto, they ain't
in my lane though, speak a different lingo, chain so Rocky, I call that shit
Rambo, watch got the flawless, no VVS's in 'em, shoes red bottoms,
nigga Balmain denim, Came with my niggas, leaving with some bitches,
SRD Boys motherfucker get familiar, I do it like Diddy, but I ain't
fucking with Ciroq, I do it big nigga, poppin' Krug Privat, pull a pretty
bitch like Cassie and keep her on lock, while i'm trying to find a booty
like Jenny from the block, and I ain't shallow, cause I like girls for their
mind, that's why i'm, trying to get head all the time
Hook
Verse2:
We puff Bob Marley, we might pop Molley, She said she'd give her all to
me, besides dick she gets none from me, I could buy out the bar, I don't
buy out the bar, drinks free everywhere, cause they know who we are,
you fucking with a star nigga, oh my Lord nigga, young motherfucker,
money looking like a old nigga, and i ain't saying she's a golddigger, but
she ain't messing with a broke nigga (You know it) Get down girl, go
ahead get down, get down girl, go ahead get down, cause i ain't 'bout the
drama, man i put that on my mama, cause i'm all about peace like the
fucking Dalai Lama, but i'm 20 deep in here nigga, you don't want a
problem, cause my heat'll put a dot on you, ain't talking 'bout a comma
Hook
Break:
See there is just something, I just don't understand, there is like a million
pretty bitches up in this club tonight, so why would you think that i
wanna waste my precious time, looking at you, looking at me, looking at
you, nigga? nigga?
Hook