[Intro]
We in the motherfuckin' buildin'

[Chorus: Chris Brown, CyHi the Prynce]
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 (Yeah)
Stuntin' is my motto with two hundred bad models and a— (CyHi)

[Verse 1: CyHi The Prynce]
A hundred fuckin' bottles (Bottles), I wanna fuck a model (Model)
I got her on Patrón ('Trón), she open like a novel (Novel)
I told her, "Make it wobble," while I grab her from behind ('Hind)
Then she made it whine, so I ordered some Moscato (Some Moscato?)
A couple hookers and a bucket of that Rosé (Rosé)
We up in this bitch, niggas grillin' like Chipotle (Okay)
Twenty bottle waters, cranberry, and some OJ
Throw that money in the air and watch it fall like a snowflake (Ballin', ha)
I smell like kush and Dolce (Dolce)
I'm on that gin and juice and I'm feelin' like the old Dre (Old Dre)
I'll be lyin' if I say I wasn't drunk (Drunk)
It feels like I smoked a hundred blunts and I ordered like a
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