Bottles Up

Album: PRESSURE (2017)
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  • Yo pass me that Jeezy

    Smokin' fire, so, high
    Parachute, that, fly
    Bottles, up (let's go) hold 'em, high
    Put ya Rollies, in the sky (ayo)
    Bottles up, hold 'em high
    Throw some money, in the sky
    (I wanna see some money in the air, man)
    Bottles up, hold 'em high (Ciroc boys, Ciroc girls)
    Throw some money, in the sky (Avion, Jeezy, let's go)

    Black 'Vette, white Spider (gone)
    Digi dash (skrrt) Knight Rider (c'mon)
    Valet, on swole
    Brought a Oak, Rose Gold
    Condo, Biscayne (c'mon)
    China white, lo-mein
    Light forty, pocket change (damn)
    Pull up in a yellow Range
    Street money, shit real (Let's go)
    Cartier, wind-chill (stunt)
    Two bitches (yeah) double date (damn)
    Diamonds floatin', levitate (damn)
    Bentley coupes, Bentley trucks (what else?)
    Forty cal, got it tucked
    Private planes, I got her name (what?)
    Want that thang, keep the fame (you know what it is)

    Smokin' fire, so high
    Parachute, that fly
    Bottles up, hold 'em high (can't take it with you, baby)
    Put your Rollies in the sky (put them bottles in the air!)
    Bottles up, hold 'em high
    Throw some money in the sky
    Bottles up, hold 'em high (gang gang)
    Throw some money in the sky (take that, listen, ahh!)

    Avion, no Cris's (c'mon)
    North Pole, ice wrist's
    Iced out, strapped up (let's go)
    100 carats, what the fuck?
    Fuck 'em, ball (fuck 'em all) slicks, stunt
    Pyrex, roll a blunt
    Double doors, marble floors
    Elevator, fuck a hater (yo, check this out)
    Moet, more checks (that's right)
    Rolex, more sex (c'mon)
    Mini chopper, helicopter (let's fly!)
    Diamonds shinin', teleprompter
    Pinky ring, ten carats
    Ten birds, ten parrots (you know what it is)
    Banana clips, fifty rounds (c'mon)
    Garbage bags, fifty pounds (let's go!)

    Smoke that fire, so high
    Parachute, that fly (there's an art to this shit)
    Bottles up, hold 'em high
    Put your Rollies in the sky (you can't give a fuck!)
    Bottles up, hold 'em high (Avion, Deleon)
    Throw some money in the sky (Cîroc)
    Bottles up, hold 'em high
    Throw some money in the sky, ugh (let's go!) Writer/s: Jay Jenkins, Jordan Houston, Keith Miller, Lola Mitchell, Paul Beauregard, Ricky Dunigan, Sean Combs
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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