Pop Champagne (Radio Version) - Jim Jones/Ron Browz/Juelz Santana

Ether boy

Hey how we ball in the club I know you hate it

Mami dancin' on the floor I like she naked

When she layed up with you

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 you know I'll tear it up

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

And she call me all night cause you 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 you 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 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

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 you 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 b**ch

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

Sh*t we could get it on three way oh

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 you 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 you 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