[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 two hundred bad models and a
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 two hundred bad models and a—

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Oh my God, waiter, we packed up in this bitch
And I'm 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, 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 two hundred bad models and a
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 two hundred bad models and a—
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
All up in that V.I.P., that shit look like a cloud
Guess Aladdin got two hundred 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, 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 two hundred bad models and a
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 two hundred 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 two hundred bad models and a
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 two hundred bad models and a—

[Outro: Chris Brown]
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