Crack A Bottle

Crack A Bottle - The Pop Rock Boys

Ooww ladies and gentlemen

The moment you've all been waiting for

In this corner weighing 175 pounds

With a record of 17 rapes 400 assaults and 4 murders

The undisputed most diabolic villain in the world

Slim shady

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto

Ooh ooh b**ch 3 s hopping in my tahoe

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

Now where's the rubbers whose got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of them

And there's really not that many of us

Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust

It's on till the break of dawn

And we're starting this party from dusk

Ok let's go

Back when andre the giant mister elephant tusk

Fix your must you'll just be another one bit the dust

Just one up my mothers son who got thrown under the bus

Kiss my butt lick from under cheese from under my nuts

It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks

It's a must i redeem my name n haters get mushed

Just lust man they love me when i lay in the cut

Fist the cut the lady give her eighty some paper cut

Now picture us it's ridiculous you curse at the thought

Cuz when i spit the verse the sh*t

Gets worse and worse cuz your soft

If i could fit the words as picture perfect works every time

Every verse every line as simple as nursery rhymes

It's elementary the elephants have entered the room

I venture to say with the center of attention it's true

Not to mention back with a vengeance so here's the signal

Of the bat symbol the platinum trio's back on you hoes

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model

You just hit the lotto

Ooh ooh b**ches hopping in my tahoe

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

Now wheres the rubbers whose got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of them

And there's really not that many of us

Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust

It's on till the break of dawn

And were starting this party from dusk

Ladies and gentlemen dr dre

They see that low rider go by there like oh my

You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz i know why

I dip through in that six trey like sick em dre

I'm an itch that they can't scratch they're sick of me

But hey what else can i say i love la

Cuz over and above all it's just another day

And this one begins where the last one ends

Pick up where we left off and get smashed again

I'll be dammed just f cked around and crashed my benz

Driving around with a smashed front end

Let's cash that one in

Grab another one from out the stable

The monte carlo el camino or the el dorado

The hell if i know

Do i want leather seats or vinyl

Decisions decision

Garage looks like precision collision

Or maico beats quake like waco

Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model

You just hit the lotto

Ooh ooh b**ches hopping in my tahoe

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

Now wheres the rubbers whose got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of them

And there's really not that many of us

Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust

It's on till the break of dawn

And were starting this party from dusk

And i take great pleasure in introducing 50 cent

It's bottle after bottle

The money ain't a thang when you party with me

It's what we into it's simple

We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe

I'm the napalm the bomb the don i'm king kong

Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on

I'm so calm through vietnam ring the alarm

Bring the shaun dawn burn marajauan do what you want

Ni**a on and on till the break of what

Get the paper man i'm caking

You know i don't give a f**k

I spend it like it don't mean nothing

Blow it like it's supposed to be blown

Motherf**ker i'm grown

I stunt i style i flash the sh*t

I gets what the f**k i want so what i trick

Fat a** burgundy bags classy sh*t jimmy cho shoes

I say move a b**ch move

So crack a bottle let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model

You just hit the lotto

Ooh ooh b**ches hopping in my tahoe

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

Now wheres the rubbers whose got the rubbers

I noticed there's so many of them

And there's really not that many of us

Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust

It's on till the break of dawn

And were starting this party from dusk