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letra de bottle girl - dom corleo

[intro]
i’m f-cked up at the club, on my own
where the f-ck the bottle girl?
where she at?

[chorus]
on the highway, take that road (yeah)
yeah, i’m driving real slow
understand i can’t lose control (whoa)
on the runway with my pole (pole)
on the runway, i get fly (whoa)
and it don’t matter ’bout my clothes (it don’t matter ’bout my clothes)
and it’s gas what i f-ckin’ smoke (smoke)
yeah, this gas what i f-ckin’ blow (gas what i f-ckin’ blow)
and my d-ck what the f-ck she blow (blow)
go fly overseas and link my bro (go overseas with my bro)
yeah, i’m overseas smokin’ dro (yeah)
on a boat, it’s a bottle show
yeah, wherе the f-ck the bottle girl? (yеah)

[verse]
come and tell her pour me up (phew)
heh, ’cause i ain’t frontin’ ’bout no girl (i ain’t frontin’ ’bout no girl)
i’m coming for the f-ckin’ world
b-tch, i’ma f-ckin’ rule the world (whoa)
yeah, i got the world up in my hands
i go and hit my money dance (whoa)
i count up all these f-ckin’ bands
i counted up, i’m in the penthouse with my shorty counting my advance
i ain’t even sign no big sh-t, but i’m big b-tch, hit my stance
yeah, ballin’ on ’em, yao ming (ballin’)
yeah, i’m the sh-t, yeah, me (i’m the sh-t)
yeah, put it up like i’m kareem (yeah)
yeah, i’m hooping, living out my dream (yeah)
and i just poured me up some drank (i just poured me up some drank)
and i just walked up in the bank (yeah)
and i just rolled me up a backwood (i just rolled me up a backwood)
yeah, i’m smokin’ up on that stank (yeah)
i’m blowin’ cookie in they face (whoa)
the lil’ cutie give me face (yeah)
i’m puffin’ zooties in they face (zooties in they face)
i’m a dog and i’m out my cage (yeah)
i swear this sh-t is so insane
’cause they ain’t ready for this sh-t (they ain’t ready for it)
the way i’m finna hit the game
yeah, the way i’m finna up my name
[chorus]
on the highway, take that road (yeah)
yeah, i’m driving real slow
understand i can’t lose control (whoa)
on the runway with my pole (pole)
on the runway, i get fly (whoa)
and it don’t matter ’bout my clothes (it don’t matter ’bout my clothes)
and it’s gas what i f-ckin’ smoke (smoke)
yeah, this gas what i f-ckin’ blow (gas what i f-ckin’ blow)
and my d-ck what the f-ck she blow (blow)
go fly overseas and link my bro (go overseas with my bro)
yeah, i’m overseas smokin’ dro (yeah)
on a boat, it’s a bottle show
yeah, where the f-ck the bottle girl? (yeah)

[outro]
yeah, where the f-ck the bottle girl?
ah-ah

- dom corleo

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