Bottle Poppers

Lyrics

DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh
 A lot of motherfuckers be in the studio stressed 'cause they lyin'
 It's tough to make up lies, nigga, this our life
 East Side on mine
 Just like every time
 L, L
 Interior like white wine
 We don't wear jeans in here
 Slidin' in my sweats, these was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles, not even poppin' 'em
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawgs and now you just watchin' 'em
 This that fly doctrine, me and my Pittsburgh partner, Slim
 Uh, can't hang if you don't swang
 My gang do anything, I came to bring the pain
 My strain is self-explained, you lame
 And can't get it off of you yet
 I toss up the set, bosses only, come correct
 Horses in my bet
 Porsches growlin' loud, big money portions
 You made it off the porch, I let nature run its course
 Play the game hard as a sport, we up and down the court
 In the field, shit is real, houses in the hill
 Hunded dollar bills fallin' out the sky, keep the liquor chill
 Chrome grills, insides clean, that's just how we live
 Quick to make the paper appear
 Got your chick puttin' up silverware
 Keepin' that weed smoke up in the air
 These sweats was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles and never poppin' 'em
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawgs, now you just watchin' 'em
 This that fly doctrine, me and my Pittsburgh partner, Slim
 And you can tell which car's mine
 Cabriolet and Italian design, interior white wine
 I don't wear jeans in here, I'm slidin' in my sweats
 Slidin' in my sweats, these was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles, not even poppin'
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawg, now you just sittin', watchin'
 This that fly doctrine
 Take pictures like my Compton uncles, now they think I gang bang
 Fool, I just be low ridin'
 Everywhere I go, for sure, I bring that East Side in
 Always outside ridin' while them other crews hidin'
 Got magenta tinted diamonds, my Rolex whinin'
 First class seat reclinin', whack ass rapper feature declinin', I am...
 These sweats was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles, not even poppin' 'em
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawg, now you sittin', watchin'
 This that fly doctrine, Andretti and my Pittsburgh partner, Slim
 Yeah, that's them
 They gon' let us in
 Got KK and Andretti in these joints
 These motherfuckin' joints is like
 We smokin' like three hundred dollar joints basically at this point
 I don't know if you ever had a three hundred dollar joint
 You hangin' 'round the wrong folks
 
 DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh
 A lot of motherfuckers be in the studio stressed 'cause they lyin'
 It's tough to make up lies, nigga, this our life
 East Side on mine
 Just like every time
 L, L
 Interior like white wine
 We don't wear jeans in here
 Slidin' in my sweats, these was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles, not even poppin' 'em
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawgs and now you just watchin' 'em
 This that fly doctrine, me and my Pittsburgh partner, Slim
 Uh, can't hang if you don't swang
 My gang do anything, I came to bring the pain
 My strain is self-explained, you lame
 And can't get it off of you yet
 I toss up the set, bosses only, come correct
 Horses in my bet
 Porsches growlin' loud, big money portions
 You made it off the porch, I let nature run its course
 Play the game hard as a sport, we up and down the court
 In the field, shit is real, houses in the hill
 Hunded dollar bills fallin' out the sky, keep the liquor chill
 Chrome grills, insides clean, that's just how we live
 Quick to make the paper appear
 Got your chick puttin' up silverware
 Keepin' that weed smoke up in the air
 These sweats was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles and never poppin' 'em
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawgs, now you just watchin' 'em
 This that fly doctrine, me and my Pittsburgh partner, Slim
 And you can tell which car's mine
 Cabriolet and Italian design, interior white wine
 I don't wear jeans in here, I'm slidin' in my sweats
 Slidin' in my sweats, these was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles, not even poppin'
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawg, now you just sittin', watchin'
 This that fly doctrine
 Take pictures like my Compton uncles, now they think I gang bang
 Fool, I just be low ridin'
 Everywhere I go, for sure, I bring that East Side in
 Always outside ridin' while them other crews hidin'
 Got magenta tinted diamonds, my Rolex whinin'
 First class seat reclinin', whack ass rapper feature declinin', I am...
 These sweats was fifteen hundred, you ain't got fifteen dollars
 In the club takin' pictures with bottles, not even poppin' 'em
 Handin' 'em back to your big dawg, now you sittin', watchin'
 This that fly doctrine, Andretti and my Pittsburgh partner, Slim
 Yeah, that's them
 They gon' let us in
 Got KK and Andretti in these joints
 These motherfuckin' joints is like
 We smokin' like three hundred dollar joints basically at this point
 I don't know if you ever had a three hundred dollar joint
 You hangin' 'round the wrong folks
 

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Duration
03:07
Key
2
Tempo
133 BPM

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