"Bottoms Up" - Trey Songz feat. Nicki Minaj
Here I go changin' it up once again because it's necessary to follow my mood, especially if it's a good one. And when I'm told that I'm more fun, laid back, social, stylish and spontaneous now more than ever, well I gotta take all that in too. So, it's about time to reflect on this unusually awesome side of me.
Last night after shopping as we were walking back to the car my baby sis turned to me and said, "You know what? I like you like this. A lot."
"Like what?" I asked.
"You're so much better when you're not consumed by someone else...you always made it all about them," she replied.
"No, I didn't. I was cool..." I muttered.
"No, you were what you thought they needed you to be," she said. "You weren't what you wanted to be," she continued.
I thought about this all the way home. So much so that it kept me up half the night and I suddenly found myself awake passed 3am again. I love my sis for telling it like it is, but what really amazed me was the fact that she wasn't the only one. I've heard this countless times from a lot of people.
It had me thinking, "Just how different was I before?"
Then today as I was sitting in the passenger's seat, singing and dancing to all these club songs surprisingly playing on the radio, my baby sis turned to me again and said, "See, look at you."
"What?" I said with a smirk.
"You know more about this stuff than I do," she joked.
This over-consumption of good times is a beautiful thing. I do what I like, whenever I like. So, I think I'm gonna be on this healthy binge for a while longer. I kinda like this new-found attention. It's not destructive, but a vast improvement from the me I grew weary to be.
As this realization settled in, I took a moment to pay even closer attention to Trey's lyrics right when he said, "Goose in the ride."
I laughed, shook my head and thought, "How fitting."
I looked back at my sis and danced even more hoping that more will continue to see me like this too.
Lyrics:
Yeah
Come on
Its mister steal yo girl
Ay girl
Let's go
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
You know what it is
Girl we back up in this thang (thang)
Money stay in my pocket
Girl I'm like a walkin bank (bank)
Tell me what you drank (drank)
Tell me what you thank (thank)
If I go get these bottles we go alcohol insane (insane)
Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me
All around the world (world)
City to city (city)
Cheers to the girls
Throw deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin loose in the ride
Hatin ass n*gg@ you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
My visions blurred (come on)
My words slurred (come on)
Its jam packed (yeah)
A million girls (ay)
And I ain't trynna leave tho
We drunk so let me be yo alcohol hero
Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me (girl)
All around the world (world)
City to city (yeeaahhh)
Cheers to the girls
Throw deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin loose in the ride
Hatin ass n*gg@ you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
Can I get that 'tron
Can I get that Remmy
Can I get that Coke
Can I get that Henny
Can I get that Margarita on the rock rock rock
Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim
Trey
I was like yo trey
Do you think you can buy me a bottle of Rose
Okay lets get it now
I'm wit a bad b*tch he's wit his friends
I don't say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz!
Motherf@%kin right yeah weed to the 10
If a b*tch try to get cute ima stomp her
Throw alotta money at her then yell f@%k her
F@%k her f@%k her then yell f@%k her
Then I'm go and get my Louisville slugger
Excuse me I'm sorry I'm really such a lady
I rep young money
You know Slim, Baby?
And we be doin donuts while we wave in the 3-80
We give alot of money to the babies out in Haiti
Yellin all around the world
Do you hear me? Do you like my body?
Anna Nicki
Rest in peace to anna nicole smith
Yes, my dear, you're so explosive
Say hi to Mary, Mary and Joseph
Now bottoms up and double my dosage
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
(Turn you) bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
Bottoms up
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/treysongz/bottomsup.html
http://www.cherryconnect.com/category/nicki-minaj/page/6/
Here I go changin' it up once again because it's necessary to follow my mood, especially if it's a good one. And when I'm told that I'm more fun, laid back, social, stylish and spontaneous now more than ever, well I gotta take all that in too. So, it's about time to reflect on this unusually awesome side of me. Last night after shopping as we were walking back to the car my baby sis turned to me and said, "You know what? I like you like this. A lot."
"Like what?" I asked.
"You're so much better when you're not consumed by someone else...you always made it all about them," she replied.
"No, I didn't. I was cool..." I muttered.
"No, you were what you thought they needed you to be," she said. "You weren't what you wanted to be," she continued.
I thought about this all the way home. So much so that it kept me up half the night and I suddenly found myself awake passed 3am again. I love my sis for telling it like it is, but what really amazed me was the fact that she wasn't the only one. I've heard this countless times from a lot of people.
It had me thinking, "Just how different was I before?"
Then today as I was sitting in the passenger's seat, singing and dancing to all these club songs surprisingly playing on the radio, my baby sis turned to me again and said, "See, look at you."
"What?" I said with a smirk.
"You know more about this stuff than I do," she joked.
This over-consumption of good times is a beautiful thing. I do what I like, whenever I like. So, I think I'm gonna be on this healthy binge for a while longer. I kinda like this new-found attention. It's not destructive, but a vast improvement from the me I grew weary to be.
As this realization settled in, I took a moment to pay even closer attention to Trey's lyrics right when he said, "Goose in the ride."
I laughed, shook my head and thought, "How fitting."
I looked back at my sis and danced even more hoping that more will continue to see me like this too.
Lyrics:
Yeah
Come on
Its mister steal yo girl
Ay girl
Let's go
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
You know what it is
Girl we back up in this thang (thang)
Money stay in my pocket
Girl I'm like a walkin bank (bank)
Tell me what you drank (drank)
Tell me what you thank (thank)
If I go get these bottles we go alcohol insane (insane)
Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me
All around the world (world)
City to city (city)
Cheers to the girls
Throw deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin loose in the ride
Hatin ass n*gg@ you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
My visions blurred (come on)
My words slurred (come on)
Its jam packed (yeah)
A million girls (ay)
And I ain't trynna leave tho
We drunk so let me be yo alcohol hero
Callin all the girls (girls)
Do you hear me (girl)
All around the world (world)
City to city (yeeaahhh)
Cheers to the girls
Throw deuce to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin loose in the ride
Hatin ass n*gg@ you can move to the move to the move to the side
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
Can I get that 'tron
Can I get that Remmy
Can I get that Coke
Can I get that Henny
Can I get that Margarita on the rock rock rock
Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim
Trey
I was like yo trey
Do you think you can buy me a bottle of Rose
Okay lets get it now
I'm wit a bad b*tch he's wit his friends
I don't say "Hi", I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz!
Motherf@%kin right yeah weed to the 10
If a b*tch try to get cute ima stomp her
Throw alotta money at her then yell f@%k her
F@%k her f@%k her then yell f@%k her
Then I'm go and get my Louisville slugger
Excuse me I'm sorry I'm really such a lady
I rep young money
You know Slim, Baby?
And we be doin donuts while we wave in the 3-80
We give alot of money to the babies out in Haiti
Yellin all around the world
Do you hear me? Do you like my body?
Anna Nicki
Rest in peace to anna nicole smith
Yes, my dear, you're so explosive
Say hi to Mary, Mary and Joseph
Now bottoms up and double my dosage
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Ay whats in ya cup
Got a couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
(Turn you) bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up (up)
Throw yo hands up
Bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) bottoms up (up) up (up) up bottoms
Bottoms up
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/treysongz/bottomsup.html
http://www.cherryconnect.com/category/nicki-minaj/page/6/
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