Wall to wall, bitches linin' up down the hall   preparin' for the night, just a' waitin' on that call   it's the middle of the summer people packin' the street   poppin' crys, poppin' jaeger, smokin' on that colored green   back to back, we got a hundred 20's in our stack   if you smoke the finest weed I bet we sold you that sack   it's a given, some fabricate how they livin'   they might be rollin' a benze but still hear they momma bitchin'    in the kitchen, 'cause they livin' in they momma's basement   you ain't lookin' for a scrub, make a change baby face   believe it, light hit the ice and you can't see   get ya feelin' like a star 'cause we rollin' vip   red carpet roll out, don't make us pull them guns out   sit and kick it for a minute and see what we about      HOOK x2   Bottles poppin', and we ain't stoppin'   got the bitches in the back and they panties be droppin'   four or five shots and we leavin' the club   baby we can fuck but we ain't fallin' in love      10pm, it's time for the party to begin   you know we late by fashion, that's the rapper life trend   straight to the bar, to get a round of Hen   shots of petrone then it's hennesy again   feel the vibe, baby-girl be rockin' side to side   slide up behind ain't gotta drop any lines   it's the time, get this chick up off the floor   get another drink, it's for sure she wantin' more   hit the door, baby getin' freaky with me   so i hit it from behind in the back of the suv   bust a nut, the i'm gettin' all up in them guts   smackin' that ass 'cause she know she like it rough   can't get enough, so a few more hours goin' by   it's about 2am so we headin' back inside   3am, you know we gettin' into somethin'   the club about to close but we keep the party jumpin'      HOOK x2   Bottles poppin', and we ain't stoppin'   got the bitches in the back and they panties be droppin'   four or five shots and we leavin' the club   baby we can fuck but we ain't fallin' in love      to the parkin' lot, or the hotel lobby   keep a magnum in my pocket for the haters tryin' to rob me   and the bitches tryin' to fuck me, you know it's goin' down   'cause we moved the mixtape like a cartel movin' pounds   hear that sound, elevator to the top floor   mariot suite only run a couple g's more   it's for sure, we keep the shit blazin' all night   roll another blunt of that dro, pass the light   it's only right for us to party like a rock star   empty out the bar with 20 bitches in my car   it ain't hard, when your best friend is benjamin   and the bitches all know that you hangin' out with him   it's a sin, if your work isn't play   day to day bump your sound, make your rounds and get paid   what you say, we hit this purple haze and get high   double shots of petrone it's time to get right      HOOK x2   Bottles poppin', and we ain't stoppin'   got the bitches in the back and they panties be droppin'   four or five shots and we leavin' the club   baby we can fuck but we ain't fallin' in love