Bottle it Up (Remix)

[Intro: Accent] It's Accent, Kinetics, Mike Stud Let's get it [Hook: Kinetics] All these things bottled up, I needed to say to you Tried, but I never knew how But I've been drinking all night, and I think I'm on one So I might as well do it now Cause I don't wanna bottle it up, bottle it up, ay yeah Bottle it up, bottle it up, ay yeah Bottle it up, bottle it up, ay yeah We gonna pour it out tonight, oh yeah [Verse 1: Mike Stud] Another night, another flight This a toast to everything I'm doing right (yeah) Taking off in the literal sense But doing music full time is a little intense And now, I don't know where I'm flying to I fly, then I land and I party just because I'm signed to Mind you that I did what I was trying to Now all I do is get with women that I'm blind to Saying adios to the girl I love most And these women on the road don't even come close At the end of the day, I guess I needed you Wanted it all, but couldn't have my cake and eat it too Never told you anything that you need to know And it seemed that the best bet was for me just to go What would I say if me and you could have a night alone? But for now, I'm gonna tell it to this microphone [Hook] [Verse 2: Kinetics] Uh yeah, bottle it up We don't stop pouring the bottles until the bottoms are up And we don't have a chaser here to follow it up Cause we like the way the honesty burns So we turn the lights low when we took shots Y'all don't got that good pot Y'all need to invest in better trees, Woodstock Cause tonight we getting faded like it's '69 Till I tell you everything that I have bottled up inside We build clocks, print calendars, and predict the weather But when we stop to sit, we never think to sit together I just want to sit next to you to confess to you I could write a book with all the things I never said to you Why tell it all when I make a track Cause if you wear a hard cover, you'll never make any paper back Look you in the eyes when I state a fact So when I finally say it, I will never take it back [Hook] [Verse 3: Accent] I can't bottle this up, with my drunk ass That's why I got this cup, to have another rum glass There's still not enough shots for us, I'm fuckin' [?] So I'm 'bout to bust some shots and thrust us out, my guns a-blast Somethin' fast Don't even ask me who the thuggest is A-double is, and if you ain't know it then you full of piss Full of spit, take a deep breath, that's when I pull the trig' Connecting underground spots like a squirrel's burrowed bridge I'm like a fuckin' bear, more like hug-a-bear But it's like a fuckin' bear hug, when I hug a bear Plug a deer, bright orange vest, while a chug a beer [?] while a puff that air I stuff that air with words that ooze from my inner Grit my teeth and groan like someone put glue in my dinner I poo in your dinner, remember that you's a beginner We choose to be winners to fools who refuse to forget us [Hook]