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"Bottles Up" is a track by Jeezy, from the album PRESSURE, released 26th October 2017. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro: Diddy] Ayo, pass me that, Jeezy [Chorus: Jeezy & Diddy] Smokin', fire, so, high Para-chute, 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, uhh (Avion, Jeezy, let's go) [Verse 1: Jeezy & Diddy] Black 'Vette, white spider (gone) Digi dash (skrrt) knight rider (c'mon) Val-et on swole Brought a oak, rose, gold Con-do, Bis-cayne (c'mon) China white, lo-mein Light forty, pocket, change (damn) Pull up in a yellow range Street money, shit, real (Let's go) Carti-er, windshield (stunt) Two bitches (yeah) double, date (damn) Diamonds floatin', levi-tate (damn) Bentley coupes, Bentley trucks (what else?) .40 cal, got it tucked Private planes, I got her name (what?) Want that bag, keep the fame, uhh (you know what it is) [Chorus: Jeezy & Diddy] Smokin' fire, so, high Para-chute that, fly Bottles, up, hold 'em high (can't take it with you, baby) Put ya Rollies in the sky (put them bottles in the air!) Bottles up, hold 'em high (it's a celebration) Throw some money, in the, sky Bottles up, hold 'em high (gang gang) Throw some money in the sky, uhh (take that, listen, ahh!) [Verse 2: Jeezy & Diddy] Avi-on, no, Crist's (c'mon) North Pole, ice wrist-es Iced out, strapped up (let's go) Hunnid carats, what the fuck? Fuck 'em, ball (fuck 'em all) slicks, stunt Py-rex, roll a blunt Double doors, marble floors Ele-vator, fuck a hater (yo, check this out) Mo-ët, mo' checks (that's right) Ro-lex, mo' sex (c'mon) Mini chopper, heli-copter (let's fly!) Diamonds shiny, tele-prompter Pinky ring, ten carats Ten birds, ten parrots (you know what it is) Banana clips, fifty rounds (c'mon) Garbage bags, fifty pounds, uhh (let's go!) [Chorus: Jeezy & Diddy] Smokin' fire, so high Para-chute, that fly (there's an art to this shit) Bottles up, hold 'em high Put ya 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 This that black excellence, you know what I'm sayin'? C'mon Throw some money in the, sky, uhh (let's go!)
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