We in the motherfuckin’ buildin’

A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Yeah!)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles
I need a a hundred fuckin’ bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and a—

Oh my God, waiter, we packed up in this bitch
And I’m feelin’ hater vapors, yeah, it’s hot up in this bitch
But, but you won’t ever phase me and I know why you hate me
‘Cause my fuckin’ cleanin’ lady look hotter than your bitch
And you know I’m ’bout to spend a hunnid racks up on this bar, bar
You don’t wanna drink, you wanna be nosy, Mrs. Aardvark
And I know that you not used to rejection
But if you don’t get naked, get the fuck up out my section

I’ma need a hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (What you want?)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles
I need a a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Leggo!)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Ah!)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and a—

All up in that V.I.P., that shit look like a cloud
Guess Aladdin got 200 Jasmines comin’ to the house
And we bangin’ on that magic carpet, fuckin’ on the couch
All that fettuccine, say she saw a genie, that’s that loud
They say silence is golden, so my chain don’t make a sound
But these bottles I’m holdin’, I’ma give them to the crowd
Oh, that must be that shit they talkin’ ’bout
Can you hear me now or I gotta say it loud?

I need a hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (What you want?)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles
I need a a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Leggo!)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Ah!)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and a—

I see you standing in the back, babe
Let me help you out with that, babe
You looking badder than a bitch
The baddest in your clique, see you picking up your slack, babe
So let me take you back to my place
We so drunk, so high, babe
We can do this over and over, I ain’t got no hangover
You can tell by the look on my face, I need a—

A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (What you want? Hey)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Hey)
I need a a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Leggo! Yeah)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a hundred fuckin’ bottles (Ah! Yeah)
A hundred fuckin’ bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin’ bottles
Stuntin’ is my motto with 200 bad models and a—

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