M Dot Brando - Pop Bottles

Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Uh en la discoteca 
Chain to my belly straight azteca 
Sauvage on my neck rome the club like César   
Rubbing on that culo mami wepa
Stunting with the mula reloj Geneva 
Traje italiano tarjeta negra
I'm looking like a model on the flyest ever
You fucking with a boss Marlon Becerra 
Grand Marnier with the Henny chaser
Sipping on a bella coni' flavor 
Dressed in all black like Darth Vader 
Girl I've been around like the Earth's equator 
Ha ha un trago dos tragos
Internatonal Dot hashtag follow
Remi Martin bottle with galletas in my saco
Magnums in my pocket for the dip game al rato 
Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Yeah mamasota looking linda
She's Brazilian but straight from Costa Rica 
Talking Portuguese swagger from the isla 
Sinning hard I'm going to have to go to misa
Dale mami move your body like a seizure 
I like your smile but I'm feeling on your features
Conversation getting heavy with the reefer
Tapatío on mio por vida
Holler mami you don't have to spend a dollar mami
Pop my collar for me like a player partner mami
Bolsillos llenó muchos pesos not a problem mami
Muchos pesos raining pesos got you all up in me
Te gusta los ves 
Got my hands up your dress but you ain't got to stress
Cuban I'm going to light it you horny girl don't fight it
DJ Loc bring it back I think they like it
Mueve la cintura
And what we doing I'm going to have to see a cura  
And later on I'm going to take her to the cuna 
And get her higher than a Luna with the pura
Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Yeah señorita mia 
Lips looking soft like they taste like piña 
Mouth full of neck smelling like Vanilla
Got her hands on my dick then it's straight cortinas 
Baby is talking dirty you could say cochina 
Now she's all flirty off tequila
Thought she was holy straight divena 
Something like Shakira but she's more like Trina
Girl pop your hip like your abuelita 
Straight kicking game call me Chicha'
I'm more like Ochoa I'm a keeper
Smoke and dope rap Nickatina
Don't give me no bammer I'll SF see ya'
I'm mobbing in the whip with my Cubanita
Headed to the Point with this mamacita 
Her cherry's going to pop like the bottles in my freezer 
Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'
Man these bottles gon'
Yeah these bottles gon'

Written by:
MARLON BECERRA, RENAN JAY MARANAN

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