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jeezy - gold bottles lyrics
ars over here, they pop like gold bottles
47s over here, they pop like gold bottles
ain’t no b-tches in your section, you got no bottles
n-gg- we winnin’ over here, we poppin’ gold bottles
tell me why my wrist look like them gold bottles
sh-t 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–k all y’all n-gg-s, yeah, y’all thought i was over
give a f–k about this rap sh-t, really done it with soda
got me booked in your city, then that’s one happy promoter
give a f–k if it dade county, b-more or dakota
my n-gg- 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-ssy 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–k 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-tches in your section, you got no bottles
n-gg- we winnin’ over here, we poppin’ gold bottles
tell me why my wrist look like them gold bottles
sh-t 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–kin’ ’em like a scene, i got my b-lls 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-ts like magician
then went and copped new edition
them bucket full on my table
pop them sh-t like i’m jaybo
my n-gg- move when i say so
chichi don’t forget the yayo
i’m in my sp-ceship on bank head, told that b-tch 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-gg- 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
ars over here, they pop like gold bottles
47s over here, they pop like gold bottles
ain’t no b-tches in your section, you got no bottles
n-gg- we winnin’ over here, we poppin’ gold bottles
tell me why my wrist look like them gold bottles
sh-t 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
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