I got a bottle
(Got a bottle)
I got a cup
(Got a cup)
I got ice
(Got ice)
So what's up?
(What's up?)
Walk in the club wearing superstar clothes
Feelin’ like money 'cause I collect dough
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Who's got Patron and Henny?
I been sippin’ on Cavalli that shit's so strong
Like Paris Hilton, gotta carry me home
So full, so far gone
Forgot where I parked and lost my iPhone
Still lookin’ good and pretty
Bad bitch in every city
Rocks, diamonds, I got plenty
Ice for the cup, now pour the Henney
Escorted in the club, I brought the whole team
Ain't no guest, it's a rock star theme
Everybody lookin’ of course it's the queen
They admirin’ the crown and the 10 carat ring
I'm known for pimpin’ these rappers
I should get an Oscar award for my acting
When they actually think that I'm feelin’ 'em
That's when I take they money, then I'm killin' 'em
I got a bottle
(Got a bottle)
I got a cup
(Got a cup)
I got ice
(Got ice)
So what's up?
(What's up?)
Walk in the club wearing superstar clothes
Feelin’ like money 'cause I collect dough
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Who's got Patron and Henny?
Watch me get ghost in the Phantom
Somethin’ like a pimp like David Banner
M I crooked letter, crooked letter I, crooked letter
Crooked letter I, humpback, humpback
I am so off the chain
Spyin' bottles ain't a thing
Plus I'm gonna make it rain
So much money they think she’s insane
You a 7 digit nigga if you holla at a brah
With a 7 digit figga you should come in by the bar
I'm talkin’ buying bottles, Cavalli Vodka
I'm wet and hot like lava
I'm switchin’ 4 lanes in Range
Hangin' out the roof talkin’ money ain’t a thing
Comin’ all out my shirt on champaign
Damn lil' Miss Trina off the chain
I got a bottle
(Got a bottle)
I got a cup
(Got a cup)
I got ice
(Got ice)
So what's up?
(What's up?)
Walk in the club wearing superstar clothes
Feelin’ like money 'cause I collect dough
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Who's got Patron and Henny?
I don't splurge I spend
Drive a pearl Phantom
I'm so stinky stinky rich
My damn dog drive a Benz
Powder blue diamond shoes
Shinin’ suits, Liberachi boo
Stuntin’ on you like boo who you
I'm a icon bitch I though you knew
I only drop bombs, haters be like uh, uh
Girl, who she think she is? I'm is what you want me is
Girl, I don't want your man but I'll take your man
Your man and his friend they both my fans
You don't understand Miss Demeanor ain’t playin’
When we go out to eat I got your man payin’
I got a bottle
(Got a bottle)
I got a cup
(Got a cup)
I got ice
(Got ice)
So what's up?
(What's up?)
Walk in the club wearing superstar clothes
Feelin’ like money 'cause I collect dough
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Who's got Patron and Henny?
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, miney, meenie, inny
Moe, moe, miney miney, meenie, meenie
Inny, inny, inny, inny, inny, inny, inny, inny, inny, inny
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