Can i get salt around that rim rim rim lyrics

[Trey Songz – Intro]
It’s Mr Steal your girl
It’s Mr Steal your girl
hey girl hey girl hey girl hey girl
let go

[Chorus]
Bottoms up bottoms up
ever see your cup
got a couple bottles but a couple aint enough
Bottoms up bottoms up
throw your hands up
tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up bottoms up
pocket full of cream
girl you know I love the way you shake it in those jeans
Bottoms up bottoms up
throw your hands up
bottoms up bottoms up

[Trey Songz – Verse 1]
You know what it is girl we back up in this thing
money stay in my pocket girl I’m like a walking bank
tell me what you drink tell me what you think
If I go get these bottles we go alcohol (?)

[Bridge]
calling all the girls do you hear me
all around the World city to city
cheers to the girls no (?) to the guys
I got a chicken no goose in the ride
getting loose in the ride
(?) you can move to move to move to the side

[Chorus]

[Trey Songz – Verse 2]
My visions blurred
my words slurred
its jam packed a million girls
and I aint tryna leave though
we drunk so let me be your alcohol hero

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Nicki Minaj]
Can I get that ‘Tron? Can I get that Remy?
Can I get that coke? Can I get that Henny?
Can I get that margarita on the rock-rock-rocks?
Can I get salt all around that rim-rim-rim-rim?
Trey? I was like, “Yo, Trey?
Do you think you could buy me a bottle of Rose?”
Okay, let’s get it now
I’m wit a bad bi–h, he’s with his friends
I don’t say hi, I say “Keys to the Benz”
“Keys to the Benz?” “Keys to Benz!”
Muf-cking right, yep weed to the ten
If A bi–h Try To Get Cute, I’ma Stuff Her.
Throw A Lot Money At Her, Then Yell “f-ck Her!”
f Her. f-ck Her. Then Yell “f-ck Her!”
Then I’ma Go And Get My Louisville Slugger.
Excuse Me. I’m Sorry. I’m Really Such A Lady.
I Rep Young Money. You Know.. Slim.. Baby?
And We Be Doing Donuts While We Waving A 380.
We Give A Lot Of Money To The Babies Out In Haiti
Yelling “All Around The World. Do You Hear Me?”
Do You Like My Body? Anna Nicki.
Rest In Peace To Anna Nicole Smith.
Yes. My Dear, You’re So Explosive.
Say Hi To Mary, Mary And Joseph.
Now Bottoms Up & Double My Dosage.

[Chorus]
[End]

It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl
It's Mr. Steal Yo Girl

[Chorus]
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Aye what's in your cup
Gotta couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up

[Verse 1]
You know what it is, girl we back up in this thang
Money stay in my pocket, girl I'm like a walking bank
Tell me what you drank, tell me what you think
If I go get these bottles, we'll go alcohol insane
Callin' all the girls, do you hear me?
All around the world, city to city
Cheers to the girls throwin' juice to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin' loose in the ride, hey hey
Move to the, move to the, move to the side

[Chorus]
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Aye what's in your cup
Gotta couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up

[Verse 2]
My vision's blurred, my word's slurred
It's jam-packed, a million girls
And I ain't tryna leave though
We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero
Callin' all the girls, do you hear me?
All around the world, city to city
Cheers to the girls throwin' juice to the guys
Now I got a chicken and a goose in the ride
Gettin' loose in the ride, hey hey
Move to the, move to the, move to the side

[Chorus]
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Aye what's in your cup
Gotta couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up

[Nicki Minaj]
Can I get that 'Tron, can I get that Remy, can I get that Coke, can I get that Henny
Can I get that Margarita on the rock, rock, rocks
Can I get that salt all around the rim, rim, rim
Trey, I was like "Yo Trey, do you think you can buy me a bottle of Rosé?"
Okay let's get it now
I'm wit a bad bitch, he's wit his friends
I don't say "Hi" I say "Keys to the Benz"
Keys to the Benz, keys to the Benz
Motherfuckin' right yup B to the 10
If a bitch try to get cute, I'ma stuff her
Throw a lotta money at her, then yell "Fuck her"
Fuck her, fuck her. Then yell "Fuck her"
Then I'ma go and get my Louisville slugger
Excuse me, I'm sorry, I'm really such a lady
I rep Young Money, you know Slim -- Baby
And we be doin' donuts while we wavin' a 380
We give a lot of money to the babies out in Haiti
Tellin' all around the world, do you hear me?
"Do you like my body..." -- Anna Nicki
Rest in peace to Anna Nicole Smith
Yes my dear, you're so explosive
Say hi to Mary Mary and Joseph.
Now bottoms up and double my dosage

[Chorus]
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Aye what's in your cup
Gotta couple bottles
But a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Tell security we 'bout to tear dis club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Pocket full of green
Girl you know I love the way you shake it in dem jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up
Throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up