Bring my bottles chords by G-Unit
Verse 1
Am
If you in this VIP
And you ain't spending no
Dm
money get the fuck out
C
Eaug
We need them bottles.
Am
Sparkle something
Verse 2
Am
Say you ballin', boy,
we gon' need the proof
We be two steppin',
mix the Effen with the juice
Me, I know just what to do
to get 'em loose
Me, I know just what to do to
get 'em loose
Shorty think I'm trickin'
cause she got a pair of shoes
I was just stuntin', man,
this bitch here confused
Me, I know just what to do
to get 'em loose
Dm
Am
Me, I know just what to do to
Dm
Am
get 'em loose
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Verse 3
Am
Fuck you know 'bout
Dm
bustin' down a brick?
Am
Your main ho always think that
Dm
Am
you around a bitch
Picked up a pack and I ain't
look back since '96
Since then I've been addicted
to designer shit
Chopper in the parkin' lot,
I'm tryna find a lick
Come up on a thousand pounds,
Dm
Am
that's my kind of rich
Independent, I don't need no nigga with me
I do everything quickly,
don't believe me? Ask 50
Dm
I got game for these hoes,
C
can't no broke bitch trick me
Am
And can fit a hundred bands
in these navy blue Dickies
Verse 4
Am
I pull up and my car ain't got
no roof (Fuck with me)
All these bitches say that I'm
the truth (Fuck with me)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
Dm
Am
booth? (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
booth? (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to
my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
booth? (Where my bottles?)
Verse 5
Am
Hundred bottles with the sparklers,
light it up
Bottles in the air,
F
Am
fuck them niggas buyin' cups (Get some money ho)
Louis the 13th, I drink rich nigga shit
Turn one into two quick,
I do tricks with the bricks
Extra clip on my hip,
all my niggas with the shits
It's the Unit in this bitch,
I'm 50 rich, now who you with?
G UNIT, lazy niggas don't want
to pop no bottles
Yayo keep sayin', "Nigga,
Dm
what's a thousand dollars"
Am
She must don't plan on stayin'
if she don't swallow
DM'd her friend on Instagram and told
that bitch to holler
Dopeboy, bitch, I ain't playin',
I fuck with guala
And I don't fuck with rappers,
bein' honest
I fuck with them strippers, be at Onyx
Them starlets and them les hoes,
Dm
your bitch is garbage
C
Them King of Diamond bitches,
ain't they gorgeous?
Am
Drop head Phantom and
Verse 6
I'm sittin' on Forgi's
Am
I pull up and my car ain't got
no roof (Fuck with me)
All these bitches say that I'm
the truth (Fuck with me)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
Dm
Am
booth? (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my booth?
(Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to
my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I know just what to do to get 'em
loose (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my bottles to my
booth? (Where my bottles?)
Verse 7
Am
Dm
Am
It's the Unit, man. We back.
Dm
Am
Young Buck
F
Cashville, Ten a key,
Am
Dm
nigga. Yeah
Outro 1
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Bring my bottles
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