Poppin Bottles

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[Intro: Prodigy & Havoc] What (Yeah) Niggas got me fucked up (Yeah) G-Unit Records, nigga Imfamous Mobb Deep, nigga (Yeah) Fuck K, get your dime, man A-yo, H, nigga, you crate this money, nigga No, they know nothing to this shit right here, man Ayo, H, tell these niggas, man [Verse 1: Havoc] When Mobb come around, got them raising they eyebrows We there, all of a sudden year this shited to spot now Bad model, pop bottles, got head sweet whole swallow Yeah, there's more where that came from, Mobb money colossal Full throttle, how the fuck you think I got what I got to? G-Unit signed a deal and shot through Everywhere I go, I see you moan me like paparazzi Made a little money, now they saying I'm so cocky The flow is so choppy, they love how I switch styles Shit ain't just a verse, motherfucker, this versatile Got them haters sick to their stomach, you gotta love it Baby do you, and don't worry, I'm fucking Amongst the grown men, we into some grown things When you see me, greet me like the pope, kiss the whole ring Matter a fact, give respect to my whole team You niggas ain't real, shit ain't nothing but smoke screens [Chorus: Havoc] Mobbin' through the party, we're so reckless Nigga, watch your chain and tuck your necklace You know we getting in this bitch, so fuck a guest list When we start poppin them bottles, bet you play the exit [Verse 2: Prodigy] I got these hoes in the zone diggin' to their style He's just like his music, niggas wanna kill But they can't, cause I move aggressive all protective Drama come with a smile, he's gon' die with that expressions Slept on us, now you're lookin' with the shit face Should've known we don't play the little kid games This professional murder, get your back cut Open footed surgery to get the slugs out Better read the papers or watch the news, son If you tryna find us, how we due, dunn' Better stay the fuck away from me, I'm a fiend for publicity I squeeze at your grill, and sell another 3 mill Just so my kids can live swell I fuck off my life and see you in hell I always knew that we were saved for something bigger I always knew that we were getting more richer [Chorus: Havoc] Mobbin' through the party, we're so reckless (Yo!) Nigga, watch your chain and tuck your necklace So we getting in this bitch, so fuck a guest list When we start poppin them bottles, bet you play the exit [Bridge: Havoc] So shawty, get your drink on, homie, get your drink on Party people, get born, toast to that, cause we on Shawty, get your drink on, homie, get your drink on Party people, drink on, toast to that, cause we on [Chorus: Havoc] Mobbin' through the party, we're so reckless Nigga, watch your chain and tuck your necklace You know, we getting in this bitch, so fuck a guest list When we start poppin them bottles, bet you play the exit Mobbin' through the party, we're so reckless Nigga, watch your chain and tuck your necklace You know, we getting in this bitch, so fuck a guest list
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Credits
- Writers
- Prodigy
- Havoc