“Pop Bottles” is a brand-new English song sung by Pablo YG. The lyrics of “Pop Bottles” are penned by Pablo YG himself. The music is produced by Gain From Pain Musik and Top Works Productions. This brand-new music video was released on July 27, 2024. Read the full lyrics to the song “Pop Bottles” by Pablo YG.
Pablo YG Pop Bottles Lyrics
So Gain From Being A Man,
Be A Champion, Alright We Pack Bags Like All We Like,
We Pack Bags Like All
We Like We The All Night,
We The All Night,
We Pack Bags Like All We Like Damn,
Me Get It Easy, She Say Me Cool,
Pull Up The Tune, Every Girl A Get Rude
She Look Muted In A Bad Suit,
Go To Sleep Till Your Girl A Get Sore
We Pop Bottles Like All We Like
Bad B!tches Like All We Like And
We Do This All Night
We Do This All Night
We Pop Bottles Like All We Like
Bad B!tches Like All We Like And
We Do This All Night
We Do This All Night
She Pop It Like All The Time
She Suck D!ck Like All She Like
Before She Leave She Need To Have A Side
I Guess You Know She’s For The Night
She No Care, She Want Party With The Real Ass,
Real Girl Real Ass Link Up A Girl
And Make We Start The Party With The Team
Half A Bag Of Money Deh Upon Me,
Money She Have Half A Bag A Girl A Full A Whole Jib
Anything We Have A Lot A Shout Out That A Whole Me
Yo, I Show You Staging From Malby Out,
Real Value, Get Drunk
We Pop Bottles Like All We Like
Bad B!tches Like All We Like And
We Do This All Night
We Do This All Night
We Pop Bottles Like All We Like
Bad B!tches Like All We Like And
We Do This All Night
We Do This All Night
Star [?] Star Life
Me [?]Cloth All Night
The Car So Tall Boy
It’s Like The Life We Live A More Than Life
Despite The Fact Me Get Me Know Me Alright
So Me Use The Time Me Get A Shine Like Light Bulb
Moment So Me Know Then I Like Ya Them Summer Heart
What A Just Summer Life Come
We Pop Bottles Like All We Like
Bad B!tches Like All We Like And
We Do This All Night
We Do This All Night
We Pop Bottles Like All We Like
Bad B!tches Like All We Like And
We Do This All Night
We Do This All Night
Room Beer Champagne, Pain And Gain
I’m Seeing A Trick, It’s A Trick
Money I’m Poor, Going Down The Edge,
But The Edge You
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