Bottoms up, bottoms up (up) Aye, what's in ya cup Got a couple bottles but a couple ain't enough Throw ya hands up Tell security we 'bout to tear this club up Pocket full of green Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans Throw yo hands up

When I take drugs I go to the moon Lil spoiled bitch 2000 on shoes Walk in the club with one bitch with two By myself at the top like cocoon When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon Designer gifts red bottoms baboon We the wave we the wave typhoon Take

Come um um um um um, baby, bottoms up I'm singin', I'm dancin' most every night Let's do this bottle right I've been sitting here 'bout half the night Oh, mama, fill my cup up Said I came to waste some time I think I'm gonna jump up And I want to do that

'Nother round, fill 'er up, upThis is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

Tonight is bottoms up Throw it on down Rock this quiet, little country town Get up, updrop a tailgate on ya truck Find a keg and fill ya cup up Kick it on back Pretty little mama lookin at ya like that Make ya wanna slide on in like girl, what’s up

They'll never listen Because their minds are made up And 'course it's all okay to carry on that way Not in the same way Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks Or knackered Converse Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks But all of that's what the point is

It'll be alright "I know you love her, but it's over, mate It doesn't matter, put the phone away It's never easy to walk away, let her go And my friend said It'll be okay It's gonna hurt for a bit of time So bottoms up, let's forget tonight You'll find

Got your girl goin' up, goin' up right now She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer Red bottoms up right now Got a nigga mad 'cause she seen your bitch chose up Not you, made her life, brand new She actin', brand new Got your girl goin' up, she