Jeezy - Gold Bottles lyrics

rate me

(Produced by London on da Track)

(Intro)

Yeah, yeah

Ya know what this is nigga?

When this shit come on in the club, awoooo

(Hook)

ARs ova here, they pop like gold bottles

47s ova here, they pop like gold bottles

Ain't no bitches in the section, ya got no bottles

Nigga we winning ova here, we popping gold bottles

Tell me why my wrist look like them gold bottles

Shit 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

(Verse)

Muthafuck all y'all niggas, yeah, y'all thought I was ova

Give a fuck about this rap shit, really done it wit soda

Got big pud' in yo city, then that's one happy promoter

Give a fuck if it day, count it me up more in Dakota

My nigga told me to cook it, yeah ya know it was ova

See I didn't wait no time, I went and whipped me a Rova

Heavy in that new pussy just like a new Maserati

Talking 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 wit them lunatics, dirty and G like they Nelly

I spent a mil on my hood, I'm like fuck a Bugatti

But when ya get yo first mil they think that ya illuminati

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Fucking em like the shit, I got my balls and my word

Only thing that we celebrate is the 1st and the 3rd

No jeans True Religion, 5 piece new edition

I moved them shits like magician then went n' copped new edition

Them bucket full on my table, park them shit like I'm Jay Bo

My nigga move when I say so, teacher don't forget the yayo

I'm in my spaceship on bank head, told that bitch I'm on fable

I want that heavenly head, I told her get me the halo

If it's eva an issue, that big gone blow like a whistle

If ya come in my section tonight yo nigga gone miss ya

Hit a 3 off in public, that boy was holding the bread

Had to call that boy Flipper that left a hole in his head

(Hook)