Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pop Bottles, artist - Ultramagnetic MC's. Album song The Best Kept Secret, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.01.2007
Record label: DMAFT
Song language: English
Pop Bottles |
Koool Keith |
Ced Gee |
Are y’all still doin that same stuff? |
I be that picky wicky, bars spit the licky licky |
Grab the crowd, your girl think I’m Pretty Ricky |
She show me the titties, they small and they itty bitty |
Roam the city, walk around like I’m P. Diddy |
Cap the glitty, hit the buttcrack with a fifty |
Pick up the hush, drop it down when I bust |
I know it’s us, I stomp and I Cold Crush, the gold rush |
The weed go out, they lean, blow dust |
With no fuss, bust |
Reachin and growin, peachfuzz |
Your chicks fuss and fight |
You grab pens and bite |
I might give you some hype I like, like like |
That’s not right! |
~! |
Super son |
Freaks say I sound like A-Konnn |
They give me they drawers from Avon |
Power floss, pop bottles |
Uptown the boss — bottles |
Power floss, pop bottles |
Uptown the boss — pop bottles |
Power floss, bottles |
Uptown the boss — pop bottles |
Power floss, bottles |
Uptown the boss — bottles |
Power floss, pop bottles |
Girl tonight, nobody’s drinking Dom and Crissst' |
We dismisss |
Y’all don’t know about that crugs glugs |
Dismiss nil, get your cupsss, get your cupsss |
Get your cupsss, get your cupsss… |
(Yo Ced, give 'em a cup!) |
Aight |
Yeah, that’s how we doin it Uhh |
Yeah, here we go Yeah |
I flip the beat, rocks the beat, hypes the beat |
Wait a minute, stop the beat |
A lot of cats talk, can’t stay with me, can’t flow with me The cat who gave you Crist' with poetry |
You knowin me, yes I’m true indeed, I’m up to speed |
Like Keith told you cats, it’s the melody |
It’s a part of me, I want you to see |
So ma won’t you just stayyy |
I’m not Jodeci, I can’t sing for thee |
But I got 16 for your ass, pure braggin D So check the track, check the stores |
Check the box, check the Pod, oh my God |
Wooo~! |
This track’s retard, simply hard |
We pullin everybody’s card, don’t disregard |
Course we up to par, like Tiger Woods |
But we drivin better cars |
Pop bottles |
Bottles |
Pop bottles |
Pop bottles |
Bottles |
Pop bottles |
Bottles |
Bottles |
Pop bottles |