Game - Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics

Game - Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics Ft. DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes, Fabolous, Rick Ross @ PlazaMp3.Blogspot.Com

The Game - Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics

[dj khaled]

ay yo game, what that do boy

it's dj khaled

i got my black and red jordan retro 6′s on

i'm all about gettin money

i love glorifying my hard work

poppin' bottles

love it too

this dj khaled, we the best

ayo game. red nation



[chorus]

all i know is bottles and rockin' j's

bottles and rockin' j's

bottles and rockin' j's

bottles and rockin' j's



wininng and getting money

wininng and getting money

wininng and getting money

wininng and getting money



bottles and rockin' j's

bottles and rockin' j's

bottles and rockin' j's

bottles and rockin' j's



wininng and getting money

wininng and getting money

wininng and getting money

wininng and getting money



[busta rhymes]

all i know is how to smash on everybody record and do what i do

and make somebody have to go and get a hearse

yo, game i don't really give a f-ck if it's your record

and you my brother my nigga i gotta rhyme fresh

see the way i coming, how i do the game, church

ask somebody, you gotta know you gotta need a nurse

let me bang em with another killa, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller

kill em with another verse

everybody see the way i be going and going

how i do it

the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do

we knowing how i be banging

and every sheet that i get

all the heat i be packin;

and i show it off

with all this money you know where i'm heading

and i'm gonna get the jordan's the patent 11 leathers

they really banging all the way down to the ?

and i get a couple pair with all this money i be getting

and i kill em with the bounce, you see the way a nigga steppin

and we pop bottles and we rock j's, see me reppin

let me show you way i do it before i hit you with the weapon

don't be spillin' liquor all over my shit, give me a second

anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up

?



[rick ross]

i'm gettin money, bottles and rocking chains

money like i'm lebron my whip collection insane

suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss

condaminium in the clouds, 60 g's a month

50 floors, marble walls, pictures of boston georgia

?

sanctify, bally shoes, audemars, franck muller ?

?

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[chorus]



[game]

bottles and rockin' j's

smokin and sippin spades

pistol tucked in my louie

heated up like i'm wade

don't do lebron's, kobe up on the weekends

jordan's mondy through friday especially when i'm freaking

them cool grey's, thats monday

them space jams thats tuesday

that spike lee on wednesday

23 in my benz eh

you know i love them 6′s especially on my ?

13′s and them spandex on thursday, it's your birthday

and firday i aint lying, king of diamonds i'm in heaven

red bone bitch poppin on my black and red 11′s

patent leather when i step in

you know what i'm reppin'

it's s double -o, w- double o

black number 4′s i aint get it from the store, buss know

all i know is



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[fabolous]

i put footsprints in them couches

i put so much in my two step

put on for my city, i aint got no choice but to rep

i put straight shots in they hair

make pretty girls, do the ugly face

and they just my song on

move back i need dougie space like, ay, ay

then its right back to my muggin' face

? sayin put the ? out

bbm, you buggin face

we walked in, one some, bottles pop like we won some'n

raise a glass for erry'body that's done something from nothin

no grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no mind

cargo's and j's on, they let sun in, no blinds

all i drink is my shit

stop playin, youtube

but tonight we on that red berry and cranberry, soo woo



[lil wayne]

and i'm smokin' on that puff

sippin' on that purp

i came in this bitch with some niggas that will murk

and we aint bout all that talkn, you a dead man walking

stomp a nigga out, in these number 4 jordans

got a scope on the barrel that's a hammer with a camera

hollow tips? tip em like dancing

i don't know nothing but ? and gettin money

blood gang? in public

young tunechi

shoot a nigga up then it's deuces

head shots that f-cking vest is so useless

yeah, yo chuck? these ?

you know who ?

killer bees



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