The Trackdealerz - Bottoms Up lyrics

[Intro: Trey Songz] It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl Let's go [Hook: Trey Songz] Bottoms up, bottoms up, ay, 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: Trey Songz] You know what it is girl, we back up in this thang Money stay in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walkin' bank Tell me whatcha drank, tell me whatcha thank If I go get these bottles, we go alcohol insane [Pre-Hook: Trey Songz] 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] Bottoms up, bottoms up, ay, 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 2: Trey Songz] My vision's blurred, my words slurred It's jam packed, a million girls And I ain't tryna leave, though We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero [Pre-Hook: Trey Songz] 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] Bottoms up, bottoms up, ay, 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 3: Nicki Minaj] Yo, could I get that 'Trón? Could I get that Remy? 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 Rosé? Okay, let's 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 Motherf**in' right, yeah, V to the 10 If a b**h tryna get cute I'ma stomp her Throw a lot of money at her then yell "f** her! f** her! f** her!" Then yell, "f** her!" Then I'ma 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 lot of 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] Bottoms up, bottoms up, ay, 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 [Outro: Trey Songz] Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up