Chris Brown — 100 Bottles

[Intro] We in the motherfuckin' buildin' [Chorus: Chris Brown] 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 200 bad models and 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 Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a— [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Oh my God, waiter, we packed up in this bitch And Iím 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] I'ma need a hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want?) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles I need a a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo!) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah!) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a— [Verse 2: Chris Brown] All up in that V.I.P., that shit look like a cloud Guess Aladdin got 200 Jasmines comin' to the house And we bangin' on that magic carpet, fuckin' on the couch All that fettuccine, say she saw a genie, that's that loud They say silence is golden, so my chain don't make a sound But these bottles I'm holdin', I'ma give them to the crowd Oh, that must be that shit they talkin' 'bout Can you hear me now or I gotta say it loud? [Chorus: Chris Brown] I need a hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want?) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles I need a a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo!) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah!) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a— [Bridge: Sevyn Streeter] I see you standing in the back, babe Let me help you out with that, babe You looking badder than a bitch The baddest in your clique, see you picking up your slack, babe So let me take you back to my place We so drunk, so high, babe We can do this over and over, I ain't got no hangover You can tell by the look on my face, I need a— [Chorus: Chris Brown] A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (What you want? Hey) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Hey) I need a a hundred fuckin' bottles (Yeah), a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Leggo! Yeah) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a hundred fuckin' bottles (Ah! Yeah) A hundred fuckin' bottles, a-a-a hundred fuckin' bottles Stuntin' is my motto with 200 bad models and a— [Outro: Chris Brown] Oh-oh Oh-oh Uh! Haha