Jeezy - Gold Bottles lyrics

ARs over here, they pop like gold bottles 47s over here, they pop like gold bottles Ain't no b**hes in your section, you got no bottles n***a we winnin' over here, we poppin' gold bottles Tell me why my wrist look like them gold bottles sh** around my neck look like some gold bottles One thing about them ho, they love them gold bottles Extendos for my foes they pop like gold bottles Motherf** all y'all n***as, yeah, y'all thought I was over Give a f** about this rap sh**, really done it with soda Got me booked in your city, then that's one happy promoter Give a f** if it Dade County, B-more or Dakota My n***a told me to cook it, yeah you know it was over See I didn't wait no time, I went and whipped me a Rova Heavy in that new p**y just like a new Maserati Talkin' wax on wax off just like I'm Mr. Miyagi Don't make her light up that big boy like that scene off of Belly Run with them lunatics, dirty and G like they Nelly I spent a mil on my hood, I'm like f** a Bugatti But when you get your first mil they think that you Illuminati ARs over here, they pop like gold bottles 47s over here, they pop like gold bottles Ain't no b**hes in your section, you got no bottles n***a we winnin' over here, we poppin' gold bottles Tell me why my wrist look like them gold bottles sh** around my neck look like some gold bottles One thing about them ho, they love them gold bottles Extendos for my foes they pop like gold bottles f**in' 'em like a scene, I got my balls and my word Only thing that we celebrate is the first and the third No jeans True Religion Five piece new edition I moved them sh**s like magician Then went and copped new edition Them bucket full on my table Pop them sh** like I'm Jaybo My n***a move when I say so Chichi don't forget the yayo I'm in my spaceship on Bank Head, told that b**h I'm on fable I want that heavenly head, I told her get me that halo If it's ever a issue, that big gone blow like a whistle If you come in my section tonight your n***a gone miss you Off three off in public, that boy was holdin' the bread Had to call that boy Flipper they left a hole in his head