[Dj Khaled]
Ayo Game, what they do boy
It's DJ Khaled
I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 6′s on
I'm all about gettin' money
I love glorifying my hard work
Poppin' bottles
sh** them hoes love it too
This DJ Khaled, We The Best
Ayo Game. Red Nation
[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
[Busta Rhymes]
All I know is how to smash on everybody record and do what I do
And make somebody have to go and get a hearse
Yo, Game I don't really give a f-ck if it's your record
And you my brother my n***a look I gotta rhyme fresh
See the way I coming, how I do the game, church
Ask somebody, you gotta know you need to get a nurse
Let me bang em with another k**a, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
k** em with another verse
Everybody see the way I be going and going
How I do it
n***as the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do
We knowing how I be banging
And every sheet that I get
All the heat I be packin;
And I show it off
With all this money you know where I'm heading
And I'm gonna get the Jordan's the patent 11 leathers
They really banging all the way down to the [?]
And I get a couple pair with all this money I be getting
And I k** em with the bounce, you see the way a n***a steppin
And we pop bottles and we rock J's, see me reppin
Let me show you way I do it before I hit you with the weapon
Don't be spillin' liquor all over my sh**, give me a second
Shiiiit, anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up
Let me [?]
[Rick Ross]
b**hes, I'm gettin money, bottles and rocking chains
Money like I'm LeBron, my whip collection insane
Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss
Condominium in the clouds, 60g's a month
50 floors, marble walls, pictures of Boston Georgia
b**hes snortin' blow, f-ckin fast and cookin' dope
Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller [?]
My new b**hes must menage I'm a G
[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
[Game]
Bottles and rockin' J's
Smokin' and sippin' Spades
Pistol tucked in my Louie
Heated up like I'm Wade
n***a don't do LeBron's, Kobe up on the weekends
Jordan's Monday through Friday especially when I'm freakin
Them cool grey's, thats Monday
Them Space jams thats Tuesday
That Spike Lee's on Wednesday
23 in my Benz eh
You know I love them 6′s especially on my b**hes
13′s and them spandex on Thursday, it's your birthday
And Friday I aint lying, King Of Diamonds I'm in heaven
Red Bone p**y poppin' on my black and red 11′s
Patent leather when I step in
You know what I'm reppin'
It's S double-O, W Double-O
Black number 4′s I aint get it from the store, Buss know
That all I know is
[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
[Fabolous]
I put footprints in them couches
I put so much in my two step
Put on for my city, I aint got no choice but to rep
I put straight shots in they hair
Make pretty girls, do the ugly face
And they just my song on
Move back I need dougie space like ay, ay
Then its right back to my muggin' face
n***as said put the weed out
BBM, you buggin face
We walked in, want somethin', bottles pop like we won some'n
Raise a gla** for err'ybody that's done something from nothin'
No grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no mind
Cargo's and J's on, they let sun in, no blinds
All I drink is my sh**
Stop playin, Youtube
But tonight we on that Red Berry and Cranberry, Soo Woo
[Lil Wayne]
And I'm smokin' on that purp
Sippin' on that purp
I came in this b**h with some n***as that will murk
And we aint bout all that talkin', you a dead man walking
Stomp a n***a a** out, in these number 4 Jordans
Got a scope on the barrell that's a hammer with a camera
Hollow tips n***a, tip a n***a like a dancer
I don't know nothing but b**hes and gettin money
Blood gang k** a n***a in public
Young Tunechi
Shoot a n***a a** up then it's Deuces
Head shots that f-cking vest is so useless
Yeah, yo chuck, f-ck these n***as
You know who Piru?
k**er bees n***a
[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Bottles and rockin' J's
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money