Young Jeezy – Bottles Up (feat. Puff Daddy)

Throw some money in the sky
Private planes, got her name
Condo, biscayne (C’mon)
In the sky
Hold ’em- high
Black ‘Vette (Vette)
China white (White) no mane
[Verse 1: Jeezy & Puff Daddy]
Digi dash (Skrt)
Put ya rollies in the sky (Put them bottles in the air!)
Diamonds floatin’, levitate (Damn)
Ayo, pass me that, Jeezy
Hold ’em high
Hold ’em high (C’mon)
Throw some money in the sky (Let’s go!)
Rolex, mo’ sex (C’mon)
Money in the- sky
Moët, mo’ checks (That’s right)
Smokin’ fire (Fire) so high (High)
Bottles up hold ’em high (Gang, gang)

Throw some- (Avion, Jeezy, let’s go)
White spider (Gone)
Throw some (Ciroc)
Put ya- rollies- in the sky (Ayo)
Para-chute, that- fly
(You know what it is)
Avion, no Crist’s (C’mon)
Bottles up (Ciroc boys, Ciroc girls)
Bottles up, hold ’em high
Money in the sky
Put ya rollies (You can’t give a fuck!)
Mini choppa (Choppa) Hellacopter (Let’s fly!)
Bottles up, (Avion, Deleon)
Iced out, strapped up (Let’s go)
Diamonds shiny (Shiny) tell a (?)
Stacks, stunt, pyrex, roll a blunt (Yeah)
[Hook: Jeezy Puffy Daddy]
Garbage bags, fifty pounds (Let’s go!)
Parachute, that fly (There’s a owner to this shit)
Money- in the- sky

Hold ’em high
Parachute, that fly
Banana clips, fifty rounds
Light forty, pocket change (Damn)
Bottles- up (Let’s go)
Cartier, windchill (Stunt)
Throw some- (I wanna see some money in the air, man)
Valet on swole

Pinky ring (Ring) ten carrots
Smokin’ fire (Fire) so- high (High)
Two bitches, double date (Damn)

Bottles up (This that black excellence, you know what I’m sayin’?)
Brought a oak, rose gold

[Hook: Jeezy & Puffy Daddy]
[Hook: Jeezy & Puffy Daddy]
Want that thang, keep the fame
North pole, ice wrists
[Intro: Puff Daddy]
Bottles up (You can’t take it with you, baby)
Bottles up, hold ’em high
Double doors, marble floors
[Verse 2: Jeezy & Puff Daddy]
Bentley coupes, Bentley trucks (What else?)
Smokin’ fire (Fire) so high (High)

Hold ’em high
Throw some money in the sky
Fuck ’em, ball (Fuck ’em all)
Elevator, fuck a hater (Yo, check this out)
Forty cal, got it tucked
Pull up in a yellow range
(Fuck) Hunnit carrots, what the fuck?
Knight rider (C’mon)
Bottles up, hold ’em high (It’s a celebration)
Street money, shit real (Let’s go)
Ten birds, ten parrots (You know what it is)