Bring my bottles Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]If you in this VIP
And you ain't spending no
money get the fuck [Dm]out
[C]We nee[Eaug]d them bottles.
[Am]Sparkle something

[Verse 2]
Say [Am]you ballin', boy,
we gon' need the proof
We be two steppin',
mix the Effen with the juice
Me, I know just what to do
to get 'em loose
Me, I know just what to do to
get 'em loose
Shorty think I'm trickin'
cause she got a pair of shoes
I was just stuntin', man,
this bitch here confused
Me, I know just what to do
to get 'em loose
[Dm]Me, I [Am]know just what to do to
get [Dm]'em [Am]loose

[Verse 3]
Fuck you [Am]know 'bout
bustin' down a [Dm]brick?
[Am]Your main ho always think that
[Dm]you around a[Am] bitch
Picked up a pack and I ain't
look back since '96
Since then I've been addicted
to designer shit
Chopper in the parkin' lot,
I'm tryna find a lick
Come up on a thousand pounds,
that's my [Dm]kind of [Am]rich
Independent, I don't need no nigga with me
I do everything quickly,
don't believe me? Ask 50
I got [Dm]game for these hoes,
can't no broke [C]bitch trick me
And can [Am]fit a hundred bands
in these navy blue Dickies

[Verse 4]
I [Am]pull up and my car ain't got
no roof (Fuck with me)
All these bitches say that I'm
the truth (Fuck with me)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
[Dm]booth? (Fuck with [Am]me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
booth? (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to
my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
booth? (Where my bottles?)

[Verse 5]
Hundred [Am]bottles with the sparklers,
light it up
Bottles in the air,
fuck them niggas buyin' [F]cups (Get some [Am]money ho)
Louis the 13th, I drink rich nigga shit
Turn one into two quick,
I do tricks with the bricks
Extra clip on my hip,
all my niggas with the shits
It's the Unit in this bitch,
I'm 50 rich, now who you with?
G UNIT, lazy niggas don't want
to pop no bottles
Yayo keep sayin', "Nigga,
what's a [Dm]thousand dollars"
[Am]She must don't plan on stayin'
if she don't swallow
DM'd her friend on Instagram and told
that bitch to holler
Dopeboy, bitch, I ain't playin',
I fuck with guala
And I don't fuck with rappers,
bein' honest
I fuck with them strippers, be at Onyx
Them starlets and them les hoes,
your bitch [Dm]is garbage
Them King of Diamond [C]bitches,
ain't they gorgeous?
[Am]Drop head Phantom and

[Verse 6]
I'm sittin' on Forgi's
[Am]I pull up and my car ain't got
no roof (Fuck with me)
All these bitches say that I'm
the truth (Fuck with me)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
[Dm]booth? [Am](Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
(Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to
my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
booth? (Where my bottles?)

[Verse 7]
[Am]It's the [Dm]Unit, [Am]man. We back.
[Dm]Young [Am]Buck
Cashville, Ten [F]a key,
[Am]nigga. [Dm]Yeah

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