100 Bottles

[Intro]
We in the motherfuckin' buildin'

[Chorus: Chris Brown, CyHi the Prynce]
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 two hundred bad models and a
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 (Yeah)
Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a— (CyHi)

[Verse 1: CyHi The Prynce]
A hundred fuckin' bottles (Bottles), I wanna fuck a model (Model)
I got her on Patrón ('Trón), she open like a novel (Novel)
I told her, "Make it wobble," while I grab her from behind ('Hind)
Then she made it whine, so I ordered some Moscato (Some Moscato?)
A couple hookers and a bucket of that Rosé (Rosé)
We up in this bitch, niggas grillin' like Chipotle (Okay)
Twenty bottle waters, cranberry, and some OJ
Throw that money in the air and watch it fall like a snowflake (Ballin', ha)
I smell like kush and Dolce (Dolce)
I'm on that gin and juice and I'm feelin' like the old Dre (Old Dre)
I'll be lyin' if I say I wasn't drunk (Drunk)
It feels like I smoked a hundred blunts and I ordered like a

[Chorus: CyHi the Prynce, Chris Brown]
A hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a hundred fuckin' bottles
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Okay)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles (What?)
Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah!)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles
I need a (Yeah), a hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles (I'ma let my partner Breezy holla at you breezies)
Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a— (What's up?)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
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

[Chorus: Chris Brown, CyHi the Prynce, Big Sean]
I'ma need a
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 two hundred bad models and a
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Hold on, baby)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles (Let me introduce you to my partner Sean, boi, boi)
Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a— (I do it, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Big Sean, Chris Brown]
You know I do it the biggest (Biggest)
Got these bitch niggas hatin' (Hatin')
Got these bad bitches jizzin' (Woah)
Holdin' down my city, but I pick up that commission (Do it)
Boy, I run my city, so you might need my permission ('Mission)
I'm just champagne pissin' (Pissin'), drink it 'til I might drown (Drown)
Seen her in a weddin' dress, I've seen her in her nightgown (Woah)
Boy, she take me out to eat while you'll be tryna eat her out (Woah)
Got a hundred fuckin' bottles, boing with my wiener out (Yeah!)
Damn right, I got—

[Chorus: Big Sean, Chris Brown]
A hundred fuckin' bottles (Boi, boi, boi, boi), a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
A hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a hundred fuckin' bottles (Bitch, yeah)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles
Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (I need about, yeah!)
A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (I need about)
I need a, a hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles (Baby, give me a hundred bottles)
Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a—

[Outro: Chris Brown]
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