Lyrics Dot Dot Curve – Bottles UP
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Yeah, let’s do it! Let’s get fucked up! Party up now, yeah, we don’t need a fucking cup, let’s put your bottles up
Everybody get wild!
Bottles up! (Bottles up!)
Bottles up! (B-bottles up!)
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
We get fucked up, we get fucked up, we get fucked up
Now bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up, man, fuck your cup, we get fucked up
I’m at this fucking party, doin’ shit real naughty
Got everybody jumpin’, j-jumpin’, j-jumpin’, yeah
We’re on the dance floor, this places make me the kidding
We tell the DJ, we want some more
Put your bottles up, we took that shit back
You don’t need no cup, now put that shit up
Now take it to the head, take it to the head
Now take, t-take it, now take it to the fucking head
Bottles up! (Bottles up!)
Bottles up! (B-bottles up!)
Bottles up, b-bottles up, b-bottles up
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
Now bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up, man, fuck your cup, we get fucked up
The party just begin, it’s fucking 3AM
This shit ain’t over till I say that shit end
The party just begin, the party just begin
Now take it to the head and get fucked, let’s do it again!
I’m with my fucking friends, we do this shit right
Got with my fucking friends, we party up all night
I don’t know left or right, I don’t know up from down
I don’t know shit, I’m fuck your pumpkin, let’s take it to the head
Bottles up! (Bottles up!)
Bottles up! (B-bottles up!)
Bottles up, b-bottles up, b-bottles up
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
We get fucked up, we get fucked up, we get fucked up
Now bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up, man, fuck your cup, we get fucked up
Everybody’s yelling, everybody screaming
Now put your fucking hands up, now everybody go down
Down, down, down, everybody put your fucking hands up and yell
Down, down, down, down, put your fucking hands up
Now put ’em up, put ’em up
Put your fucking hands up and yell, yell
Bottles up! (Bottles up!)
Bottles up! (B-bottles up!)
Bottles up, b-bottles up, b-bottles up
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup (Yeah, fuck your cup!)
Fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup, f-fuck your cup
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
We get fucked up (We get fucked up!)
We get fucked up, we get fucked up, we get fucked up
Now bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up (Now bottles up!)
Bottles up, man, fuck your cup, we get fucked up
Album
Dot Dot Curve – Dot Dot Curve - Little Rascal
