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Bottoms Up (feat. Nicki Minaj)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Lead Vocals
Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edrick Miles
Edrick Miles
Songwriter
Milton James
Milton James
Songwriter
Onika Maraj
Onika Maraj
Songwriter
Tony Scales
Tony Scales
Songwriter
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Songwriter
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Executive Producer
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Recording Engineer
Jesus Garnica
Jesus Garnica
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Johnta Austin
Johnta Austin
Executive Producer
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Executive Producer
Mark Christensen
Mark Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Kane Beatz
Kane Beatz
Producer
The Track Dealer
The Track Dealer
Co-Producer

Lyrics

(Yeah) Kane is in the building, nigga (Oh-oh-oh-ohh, ay) it's Mr. Steal Yo Girl (Oh-oh-oh-ohh, ay) it's Mr. Steal Yo Girl (Oh-oh-oh-ohh) hey girl, hey girl (Oh-oh-ohh) hey girl, hey girl (Hey girl) leggo Bottoms up, bottoms up (up), ayy, what's in ya cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up (up), throw your 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 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 whatcha drank, tell me whatcha think If I go get these bottles, we go alcohol insane ('sane) Callin' all the girls (girls), do you hear me? All around the world (world), city to city (city) Cheers to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride, gettin' loose in the ride Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the, move to the, move to the side Bottoms up, bottoms up (up), ay, what's in yo' cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up (up), throw your 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 My vision's blurred (c'mere), my words slurred (c'mere) It's jam-packed (yeah), a million girls (ay) And I ain't tryna leave, though (hey) We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero Callin' all the girls (girls, girls), do you hear me? (Girls) All around the world (world), city to city (yeah) Cheers to the girls, throw a deuce to the guys Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride, gettin' loose in the ride Hatin' ass nigga you can move to the, move to the, move to the side Bottoms up, bottoms up (up), ay, what's in yo' cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough Bottoms up, bottoms up (up), throw your 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 (uh-huh), throw ya hands up (uh) Bottoms up (uh), bottoms up, bottoms up (uh), up, up (yo) Could I get that 'trón? Could I get that Remy? Could I get that coke? Could I get that Henny? Could I get that margarita on the ro-ro-rocks? Could I get that salt all around that rim, rim, rim, rim? Trey, I was like, "Yo, Trey Do you think you could buy me a bottle of Rosé?" Okay, let's get it now I'm with a bad bitch, he's with his friends I don't say hi, I say, keys to the Benz Keys to the Benz? Keys to the Benz Mu-mu' right, yeah, V to the 10 If a bitch tryna get cute I'ma stomp her Throw a lot of money at her then yell, "Fuck her Fuck her! Fuck her!", then yell, "Fuck her!" Then I'ma go 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 wavin' the .380 We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti Yellin' all around the world, "Do you hear me?" Do you like my body? Anna Nicki (ow) 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, what's in yo' cup? Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough (Turn your) bottoms up, bottoms up (up), throw your 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 (It's not that I'm drunk) ooh, shake it Bottoms up (I'm, I'm), bottoms up (I'm, I'm on that), throw yo' hands up (I'ma be, I'm, I'm, I'm good) bottoms up, bottoms up (I'm good) Trigga Trey, Nicki M (bottoms up), let's get it (c'mere) Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up I, I, I, I am Zolanski (bottoms up) I'm Roman (bottoms up) Yeah
Writer(s): Edrick Miles, Tony E. Scales, Onika Tanya Maraj, Tremaine Aldon Neverson, Daniel A. Johnson, Milton Lamont James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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