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LIL WAYNE lyrics : "Poppin Them Bottles Feat Curren$y & Mack Maine"

[Hook]
Now ever since I could remember I been poppin them bottles
Pop, poppin them bottles, pop, poppin them bottles

Now ever since I could remember I been smokin that dro
With my mother$#&@ing pistol in my hand


[Lil Wayne]
When it comes to the bread, I got the keys to the bakery
These ^!$$%s out here trippin, sellin ki's to them agencies

My (*##$ keep saying that the judge got a date for me
I tell the silly (*##$ and ya honor, they can wait for me
I'm gone in the coupe with the roof steady chasing me

Shine so hard like the $#&@ing sun facing me, basically
Take it how you take it, I be making you be hating me
Loving me but hating me, ho you got to pay for me

Riding in the big boys, sitting on them grown folks
Every time I park, it's a mother$#&@ing car show
I guess I'm the number one Lakers fan

Yellow bottle, yellow bottle, purple bag, purple bag

[Hook] {X2}


[Curren$y]
Well they know me as the Curren$y, but some call me the Hot Spitta

Sittin in the Chevy on three wheels like a tricycle
Always been a fly ^!$$% since I was a little one
Bottle pop like the NBA finals is what we won

I puff a lot of blunts with my ^!$$% Weezy B
One night I was so high I thought that I forgot how to read
Young Money fly boys, mami, weed a different breed

Throwing parties at secret locations somewhere on the beach
We off in ?, Patron shots for the models
And send a bottle of that Cris' up to the DJ

I live by these rules, only money over (*##$es
And it been like that ever since I could remember


[Hook] {X2}

[Mack Maine]

I just copped me some purp, I'm bout to open up
I put my heart in my prices, see I'mma show you love
See I front you an ounce to get you started clown

And you ain't got to go to Mickie D's for quarter pounds
I be in A-Town, livin' la vida la loca
Throwin that money on chochas, spendin' a stack up in Strokers

Yes I'm an animal, to be frank I'm a dog
If it's that time of the month, baby girl I need some skull
Some mouth and lip service, that'd be perfect

You saw the rims on the Benz and you got nervous
But I'm a G, yep
I pop my collar, hop in Impalas

Ride for the dollars, hit the club
Go straight to the bar and pop my bottles


[Hook]

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