Bottles Up - Busta Rhymes, Big Ali, R-Wan

All my real party people

Stand on them couches right now

Put your bottles up

Busta Rhymes, Big Ali New York City, R-Wan

Sparkles in the air…

Watch out, ma, you’re in the danger zone

Just gimme the ass or leave me alone

Just do what I ask or you could go home

Shorty gettin' fast with me, I get nasty and groan

She with everything she love now I keep it good

Lickin' her mac lip gloss smellin' like cocoa butter

We in the corner where it’s dark like close the shutter

Mamma thirsty and she want me to put it on her

It surely started on my own

She acting like I’m moving like she’s takin' me home

Baby got horny on me once she saw my cologne

Now she wild up on me and she tryna sip a of Patrón

You sip on my Cîroc while I’m all in the zone

Shorty bangin' lookin' like a young Nina Simone

I check it

She might already know how to act, go ahead

Open it up for me

Let me blow out your back…

Put them bottles up…

What’s up girl, let’s get throwed

After the club, I take you home

But for now, here’s some Patrón, Avión,, it’s on

Shots, shots, shots, take it, damn it’s hot

Let’s get naked, let’s get wasted

No ice, that’s for watches, chains, braces

Bottles to ace, so many spades in the place

They callin' me Pokerface

Light up the place just like the sun in your face

You gon' need a pair of shades

To block all the glare

Sparkles high in the air, just to be perfectly clear

We raise the bar, then we buy it, buy it

Bottles up, let’s start a riot, tipsy…

Put them bottles up…