
Bottle Girl Lyrics
- Genre:Others
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
She a dark-skinned girl with a fine coke bottle on her
She a light-skinned girl, she got big fat-ass lips
Need a brown-skinned girl, I'm tryna put her on my list
And all em keep tryna be all of my dick
My name is Terry, I could never fall from the top
Whether it's Afrobeats or rap, your bitch gon' bop
I been here for a while, I promise I ain't never gon' stop
She think I'm Bryson and I won't get her whatever she want
She think I'm an angel, but baby, I don't mean to hate you
But baby, you doing some things and I can't be the one to save you
I ain't a pastor or priest, she want me to pray, go talk to a stranger
You know my hands are tied, but I will always be one of the greatest
I know what it feels like when you're at the bottom, staring up top
She call me Terry, not Teraishe, but still, what's up
I'm tryna see how fast it goes on cam, don't stop
She going round after round and round and round, I got it
Take it slow, I'm on a roll tonight
She took my love and ran
She think I'm dumb or sum
She a dark-skinned girl with a fine coke bottle on her
She a light-skinned girl, she got big fat-ass lips
Need a brown-skinned girl, I'm tryna put her on my list
And all em keep tryna be all of my dick
My name is Terry, I could never fall from the top
Whether it's Afrobeats or rap, your bitch gon' bop
I been here for a while, I promise I ain't never gon' stop
She think I'm Bryson and I won't get her whatever she want
Want, want, want, want, want
Your bitch a bop she want it
Never gon' have those problems, got niggas that grind to the mornin
Any amount, I said I got it, you ain't got a trip, just ask me
Money counter's sittin' on the floor, yeah, man, what the hell is that
Look to the left, to the right, to the front, to the back
And damn, this bitch got back, I really been rappin' for a while
I promise I ain't never gon' stop, my diamonds crystal clear
Yeah, this gon' be my year, this gon' be your year, yeah
What's up with you, baby girl, yeah
I'm tryna see what's up, and I'm callin' out your name
Don't you see my steeze, I'm in the city doing it big
Let me chill on these niggas, man