Jim Jones — Drink From The Bottle lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Drink From The Bottle" by Jim Jones.

Lyrics

Tell em we gon start when I 8 bottles
2 Patrones, 8 Roses
You know, motherfuck the cops, you can keep the cups
I ain’t really too privy, it’s boss
You heard me?
Aye baby
That ass is good
(Hook x2)
Let’s drink from the bottle
Cus Shawty — she a model
Like chicks like that
And she the life of the party
Baddest bitch in the party
She deserve a home, boy
I try and gas her up But she make me wanna fuck
But she make me wanna cut it I try and gas her up But she make me wanna fuck
But she make me wanna cut it Jones…
BD’s is based on true stories
If it mines is my crew story
Had the Bentley parked by the Pound Square
Boy we second floor, my Tunechi story
Better take the same state
Every single night is a new story
Facts…
I was in there always hoping that you will show me Two bitches rolling like ecstasy
Know a few pros on deck for free
Whips and chains just like the slaves
So I fuck a white bitch, told her set me free
Know this rap boy that’s thick as fuck
I hit her town, she hit me up She make a mess then she lick me up Check her time and told her bitch get up Star skin bitch with a pink vagina
She love Caesar but she ain’t yo mama
Drink from the bottle, from the bottle
Boy we make it to the top, motherfucker went diving
(Hook x2)
Let’s drink from the bottle
Cus Shawty — she a model
Like chicks like that
And she the life of the party
Baddest bitch in the party
She deserve a home, boy
I try and gas her up But she make me wanna fuck
But she make me wanna cut it I try and gas her up But she make me wanna fuck
But she make me wanna cut it As she waited then I wait and we can go with the lights on iPhones off or close up And even now we speak of then, no love lost
Cold world girl, you gon have to stay strong
Young boss nigga, all I know is go hard
Black hoodie on, yea I’m on my Trayvon
This time I got some fiends in my midst
40 all they with the tidy and the rubber grip
Yea, steals from the fuckin government
Still standing on the couches
All the clothes, poppin all the blood
Get some liquor like a outlet
25 and some noise in a outfit
Shoe game probably better than yo main bitch
Still with the same niggas that I came with
‘Cus it’s through the morning never changes changing
(Hook x2)
Let’s drink from the bottle
Cus Shawty — she a model
Like chicks like that
And she the life of the party
Baddest bitch in the party
She deserve a home, boy
I try and gas her up But she make me wanna fuck
But she make me wanna cut it I try and gas her up But she make me wanna fuck
But she make me wanna cut it