Red Bottoms lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


[Intro: Diddy]
Ay yo Game
Its magic baby
Open that bottle of Cîroc, light up on
And lets go, ye ye, that's right

[Verse 1: The Game]
Like a Don, walk in the club with red rum
Was goin on? my killa bees like Cappadon
Rap phenomenal, chill like two bottles of Dom
The Audemar the only thing on my arm
Keep b*tches in my stable like [?]
Take em to the mansion in the phantom have em wetter than [?]
n*gga we never scared
b*tches get they bones crushed
Sittin on the throne, just take off your throne, but
Don't run from the magic stick
Just look around in thе crib, you can have this sh*t
Yeah, big pimpin and this sh*t don't stop
We don't strеss the tag, we just drive it off the lot
(It's hot) I know that baby
Take your coat on let me see you throw that baby
Just work that thing, I'ma hurt that thing
Like its first 48, I'm a murk that thing

[Hook]
All in red bottom, Gucci, Louis and Prada
Girl you know your man got it
Grab yourself a red bottom (you deserve it)
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it
[Bridge: The Game & Diddy]
Bout to poppin top now, and it's gettin' hot now
And I'm on Cîroc now, doin my Diddy bop now
(Lets go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on)
Standin on the couch now, 'bout to have a countdown
See so many bad hoes, I ain't tryna calm down
(Lets go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on)

[Verse 2: The Game]
Aftermath is a army, better yet a navy
n*ggas will drink up your patron, put di*k in your lady
We only drive Mercedes, and 'em hard top Masi'
The only problem ladies will rock that body
Twelve AM and I'm pourin goose
One AM now the hoes is loose
Two AM now she kissin' on her
Three AM its all Gucci (burrr)
f*ckin' with Bad Boy, 'cuz Diddy got mad toys
Dont be surprised if we hit your block in an asteroid
Star Trak gangsta, the N.E.R.D.S. are here
Weezy can't be far coz the birds are here
So get it girl, you know you gotta get it
Like your Louis Vuitton and the prada purse with it
She a boss chick, I'm tryna hit it
All you broke ass n*ggas don't get it
[Hook]
All in red bottom, Gucci, Louis and Prada
Girl you know your man got it
Grab yourself a red bottom (you deserve it)
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it
She can get it, she can get it, she can get it

[Bridge: The Game & Diddy]
Bout to poppin top now, and it's gettin' hot now
And I'm on Cîroc now, doin my Diddy bop now
(Lets go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on)
Standin on the couch now, 'bout to have a countdown
See so many bad hoes, I ain't tryna calm down
(Lets go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on, let's go, com'on)
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