Bottles Lyrics

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How many bottles on my floor

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How many models at my door

I don't even want to talk to them no more

But they always scream for more

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How many bottles on my floor

Pour one for the guys by my side

The ones back when I had no ride

Why the fuck you always got to lie

Bitch you couldn't even tell the time

Now I'm getting fame now you on my line

God damn bitch I don't wanna play no game

Took me a lot to get to the fame

Looking at you like bitch you is the same

And same for the niggas if you ain't making money get out my face

Lately not giving a fuck

I've just been drinking too much

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How many bottles on my floor

One two three four

How many models at my door

I don't even want to talk to them no more

But they always scream for more

One two three four

How many bottles on my floor

Oh oh

You trying to be friends but that can't happen

Oh oh

I do you like the money that I been spending

And I throw it all away

Knew another bitch would never go and change

So I go out my way

Make my money today

Just some young reckless kids

And we tryna get paid

And same for the niggas if you ain't making money get out my face

Lately not giving a fuck

I've just been drinking too much

One two three four

How many bottles on my floor

One two three four

How many models at my door

I don't even want to talk to them no more

Because they need attention

God damn bitch I need redemption

Why always talk when you never listen

One two three four

How many bottles on my floor

One two three four

How many models at my door

I don't even want to talk to them no more

But they always scream for more

One two three four

How many bottles on my floor