100 Bottles Paroles

A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunnin' is my motto
Wit two-hundred bad models
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunnin' is my motto
Wit two-hundred bad models

A hundred fucking bottles, I wanna fuck a model
I got her on patron, she open like a novel
I told her make it wavle while I grab her from behind
This shit made her wind so I ordered some muscato
A couple hookers and a bucket of that rose
We're up in your bitch, niggers grilling like your pole
Twenty bottles waters, cranberry as a... It feels like I smoke the hundred blunt

[Refrain]

Oh my god waiter,
We packed up in this bitch,
And I'm feeling the hater vapors, yeah it's hot up in this bitch!
But boy you will never phase me,
And I know why you hate me
Cause my fucking cleaning lady
Look hotter than your bitch,
And you know I'm about to spend
A hundred racks up in this bar, bar.
You don't wanna drink you wanna be noisy mrs.aard-vark
And I know that you not to rejection,
But if you don't get naked get the fuck up out my section!

I'ma need a hundred fucking bottles

[Refrain]

You know I do it the biggest
Got these bitch niggas hating me
Got these bad bitches ..
Holding down my city, but I picked up the commission
Boy, I ride my city so I need my permission
Is the champagne pissing? drink it till I might drown
Seen her in a wedding dress, I've seen her in her night gown
Will she take me our to eat, while you'll be trying to eat her out
Got a hundred fucking bottles bowing with my inner out
Damn right, I got a hundred fucking bottles

[Refrain]
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
What you want?
I need a hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunnin' is my motto
Wit two-hundred bad models
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
A hundred fucking bottles
Stunnin' is my motto
Wit two-hundred bad models