Lyrics
B-U-I-I-O-C-K
I'm still sippin' 'til my knees get weak
I'm still trippin', yeah, I'm still lifted off the LSD (Oh)
I'm still cryin' over phone calls
We argue, then I make you take your clothes off
But we still goin', yeah, we still runnin' 'til your tank on E, yeah
Baby, can we buy another bottle? (Bottle)
She know that the money is the motto (Motto)
Pockets on me like I won the lotto (Lotto)
Shawty lookin' like a supermodel (Model)
.45 On me, no auto, yeah
Pull up like I'm steppin' on the throttle, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got you shakin' like vibrato
Baby, can I save you for tomorrow?
Can I bottle you up? (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
Can I bottle you up? (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
There's too much drink in my cup (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
And baby, I just can't get enough (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
Can I bottle you up? (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
Can I bottle you up? (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
There's too much drink in my cup (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
So baby, can I bottle you up? (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
Raindrops bussin' off the Bentley coupe
Two-tone diamonds put a hex on you
Ex nigga runnin' marathons to your phone, tryna flex on you, yeah, oh
You playin' with him, actin' like the rest, that's cool
Why you playin', actin' like you ain't been stressed? That's true
How you laying' with him when you know I sex on you? Oh
Tell me what you need
I can throw in the bag
Pull up in a V, I'ma blow a hundred G's
You can see it in my jeans when I'm hoppin' out the Jag'
Mixin' Eliantte with Givenchy on her waist
Now she movin' like she don't know how to act
We don't do no stressin', second-guessin'
So girl, I got one question for you
Can I bottle you up? (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
Can I bottle you up? (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)
There's to much drink in my cup (Bottle you up, baby, bottle you up)