damnlyrics.com

Pop Champagne

Ether boy

Hey, how we ball in the club I know u hate it

Mami dancin' on the floor I like she naked

When she layed up wit chu I know she fake it

All the girls give it to me

I ain't gotta take it

Oh, pop champagne

Ohh, pop champagne

Ohh, we pop champagne

Ohh, we pop champagne

We need more bottles tell ma hurry up

Tell 'em Ron Browz here, hottest in America

Gimme 16 bars and u know I'll tear it up

Know it's me when u see the spur in ya area

And she call me all night cause u can't get it up

On my neck, on my wrist

Everything is blitted up

Drinkin' bottles of that Clique till I spit it up

Only gettin' one life so u gotta live it up

If you in the things I'm in

Shawty we can be friends, hey

Shawty we can be friends, hey

But right now

I wanna see u dance see u dance

I wanna see u dance see u dance

I wanna see u dance see u dance

I wanna see u dance see u dance

When I go to the deala you know I cop that

Brand new Rolly and the roof drop back

Came thru Harlem like the roof top back

Money in the bank man u know I stop that, stop that stop that

Now we trya get up in the club

Tryna tell me no cus we rollin' wit the thugs, got money bitch

So I flash a couple a dollars

Tell 'em we only want tables and we buyin' out da bottles

But cha'll know the order

Tell 'em 10 roses and a few cold waters, right

Trolly trone and a couple of lemons, let's go

Ten thousand dollas stuffed up in my denims, what else?

Standin' on couches

Couple of womens, ay baby

We was ballin' hard

It was just the 9th innin', it's early

I told shawty we could be friends, yup

And your friends could meet my friends, what else?

We could do this on a weekend, on a weekday

We could do this on the freeway

Get it in the freak way

Shit, we could get it on three way s

Blackberry two ways

Souped up cars on the thru way, yup

We superstars, no Lupe

We could do this like a duet

Ya'll be the singers I'm the mic

Let me deal it nice

This was in the car

While I was stoppin' at the light

How we ball in the club I know u hate it

Mami dancin' on the floor I like she naked

When she layed up wit chu I know she fake it

All the girls give it to me

I ain't gotta take it

Oh, pop champagne

Ohh, pop champagne

Ohh, we pop champagne

Ohh, we pop champagne

Baby I wanna see you work

See you dance

Without no shirt, no

Without those pants

Pop champagne

Ain't a damn thing change

Spray it in the air

Make it champagne rain, ha

Buckets of ice

Keep the champagne cool, cool

Mommy got a body

See that damn thing move

But, it's no sex in the champagne room

Says who?

Baby I brake all rules, yea

Bring it here

And I brake off you

She see me in VIP

I wanna brake on crew

(Face it)

When she wit you she lyin'

You bet she fake it

When she wit me

She like it

She never fake it

I wanna see you dance, see you dance

I wanna see you dance, see you dance

I wanna see you dance, see you dance

I wanna see you dance, see you dance

How we ball in the club I know u hate it

Mami dancin' on the floor I like she naked

When she layed up wit chu I know she fake it

All the girls give it to me

I ain't gotta take it

Oh, pop champagne

Ohh, pop champagne

Ohh, we pop champagne

Ohh, we pop champagne

Enjoy the lyrics !!!