Wiz Khalifa – Pop Bottles Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa – Pop Bottles Lyrics
Pop Bottles
Wiz Khalifa
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    "Pop Bottles." - Wiz Khalifa

    Album: Star Power
    Track No: 15
    Yeah! You motherfuckin' right
    Taylor Gang, star year

    I'm all out with it, I ain't low key
    In the club, all drinks on me
    Shorty in the club with her eyes on me
    So I pop one bottle, pop two bottles
    Pop three do your thing and the rest on me
    Just look at my swag so fresh, so clean
    A young star, everybody know me
    'Cause I pop one bottle, pop two bottles
    Pop three

    Everywhere I go, all the hoes know me
    Heard me on the radio, see me on the TV
    Plus they know I got cheese
    So I pop one model, pop two models, pop three
    Stеp up in the club, couple grand on deck
    It's likе a light show
    Hundred grand on my neck
    Tell the waitress I'm tryna get sky
    So I drop one thousand, drop two thousand
    Drop three interest in my blunt
    Know I'm smoking that ray
    Got a good green plug, I get high all day
    Screamin' fuck security
    I'mma roll one swisher, roll two swishers
    Roll three see a fuck nigga hatin' low key
    Heard about Loney they don't
    Know about Breeze they some knock-out king
    For me they'll drop one
    Hater, drop two haters, drop three

    I'm all out with it, I ain't low key
    In the club, all drinks on me
    Shorty in the club with her eyes on me
    So I pop one bottle, pop two bottles
    Pop three do your thing and the rest on me
    Just look at my swag so fresh, so clean
    A young star, everybody know me
    'Cause I pop one bottle, pop two bottles
    Pop three

    Me I'm getting mine, I'mma ball 'til I fall
    I'm a fool with the women
    I'm a dog at the mall all black chuck tees
    I'mma cop one pair, cop two
    Then I'mma cop three
    Fresher than a mug, there's some 501 jeans
    Twelves in my chuck got my trunk on B
    I'mma pick up my speed
    Then I switch one lane, I switch two lanes
    Now that's three
    Niggas goin' nuts, paper sluts everyday
    Now wizzle hoes fucking for free
    And I don't play with no E
    Niggas pop one, then they pop two
    Dawg but not me i'm only rolling that green
    And the star life's really all that it seems
    And when I drop my CD
    I'mma sell one million, sell two
    Then I'mma sell three

    I'm all out with it, I ain't low key
    In the club, all drinks on me
    Shorty in the club with her eyes on me
    So I pop one bottle, pop two bottles
    Pop three do your thing and the rest on me
    Just look at my swag so fresh, so clean
    A young star, everybody know me
    'Cause I pop one bottle, pop two bottles
    Pop three

    Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa.

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