100 Bottles

[Intro]

We in the motherfuckin' buildin'

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah!)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles

I need a, a hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a—

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]

Oh my God, waiter, we packed up in this bitch

And I'm feelin' hater vapors, yeah, it's hot up in this bitch

But, but you won't ever phase me and I know why you hate me

'Cause my fuckin' cleanin' lady look hotter than your bitch

And you know I'm 'bout to spend a hunnid racks up on this bar, bar

You don't wanna drink, you wanna be nosy, Mrs. Aardvark

And I know that you not used to rejection

But if you don't get naked, get the fuck up out my section

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I'ma need a, a hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want?)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles

I need a, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo!)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah!)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a—

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

All up in that V.I.P., that shit look like a cloud

Guess Aladdin got two hundred Jasmines comin' to the house

And we bangin' on that magic carpet, fuckin' on the couch

All that fettuccine, say she saw a genie, that's that loud

They say silence is golden, so my chain don't make a sound

But these bottles I'm holdin', I'ma give them to the crowd

Oh, that must be that shit they talkin' 'bout

Can you hear me now or I gotta say it loud?

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

I need a, a hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want?)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles

I need a, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo!)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah!)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a—

[Bridge: Sevyn Streeter]

I see you standing in the back, babe

Let me help you out with that, babe

You looking badder than a bitch

The baddest in your clique, see you picking up your slack, babe

So let me take you back to my place

We so drunk, so high, babe

We can do this over and over, I ain't got no hangover

You can tell by the look on my face, I need a—

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want? Hey)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Hey)

I need a, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo! Yeah)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah! Yeah)

A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles

Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a—

[Outro: Chris Brown]

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