minute Now it feels funny 'cause to be doing something different But it's all good, me and you finished Callin' me a player, but a nigga ain't trippin' And
get my rocks off Get my top and socks off by showing me the dollars in your drop-box Me and all my friends, we don't buy bottles we bring 'em We take
t in your intentions You the one here talking to me, you don't wanna listen But I admire your poppin' bottles and pimpin' Just as much as you admire bartending and
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor And the sons of the Pullman porters And the sons of the engineers
high (Put your hands high) If you ever lost a life before, this one's for you (And if you with me put your hands high) And you, and you and you and you
stomachs' got him turnin' back Got the bottle baby just relax Watch me put on biggy C's There's no shirt no panties I know baby this ain't my train Glad you make it shh on me
I'ma rise above this And you can love me, or you can leave me Before you judge me, just let me be me And you can love me or either leave me Before you judge me
whatever, you just lead the way We go to dinner, you all don't even look at me to pay Mature women with more than me were the first to tempt me And
you've been having this thing with Kim. And I don't know, just thinking about you and where you were from and that you're a rapper - and I'm thinking,
Tell me what you drink, tell me what you think If I go get these bottles we go alcohol insane Callin' all the girls, do you hear me? All around the
t bad! Me and you, setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you Me and you (Honeymoon) Setting in a honeymoon Me and you
his beam when he walks into the room, the walls lean in to listen Surf out blank waves, clicking back and forth like old headlights, sniffing bottled
of your love A little bit The spotlight on us ain't bright enough, baby Thinkin' about you is driving me crazy I do what I gotta do to get it, I admit it The way you're movin', makin' me
take you home right now So many girls and you, and you, yeah, and you, right here We on that [Incomprehensible] So everything is in slow motion now These bottles
me that really isn't classy You'll never see me with my sunglasses on in the club dancing on the tables to my own song getting buzzed And you never see me with a couple bottles
doin' me I'm living life right now, man, and this what I'mma do 'til it's over 'Til it's over, but it's far from over Alright, bottles on me, long as
DJ, you build me up You break me down My heart, it pounds Yeah, you got me With my hands up You got me now You got that sound Yeah, you got me DJ, you