Birdman - Pop Bottles Lyrics
Birdman Pop Bottles lyrics is the 13th song on the album "5 * Stunna" by Birdman.
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Pop Bottles by Birdman
[Chorus:]
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models (uh huh)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models
[Birdman] OK we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
[Lil Wayne] Look like I got on a championship ring
[Birdman] 'cause I ball hard
[Lil Wayne] No bitch we ball harder
[Birdman] I am the Birdman
[Lil Wayne] And I'm the J-R-uh
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
OK start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models
Shut up bitch swallow
If you can't swallow
Shut up bitch gargle
Straight up out that water with my Mark Jacob goggles
I'm fresher than a motherfucker
Yeah I'm a motherfucker
No I won't take your girl but I shall take her tongue from her
Can't you tell I'm in love woman?
Like no other woman
Oh I'm sorry sweetheart
I thought you were my other woman
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[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Now as I recline behind my desk
I ain't got a lot of Nikes but I got a lot of checks (money)
Got my own shoe brand new on the set
Went from sitting in the cell
To sitting on a jet
From shitting in the cell
To shitting on a jet
I lost too many friends but I won too many bets
I made too much money I ain't make enough yet
So I scratch and yes
Junior is the best (shawty)
So many niggas from my hood on they back
So many niggas from your hood on they back
That's why we so paid and it be like that
I'd rather pop a bottle
Before I pop a gat
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Birdman]
Yea only sipping red champagne
White-T red hat red bandanna
Uptown choppers fuck companions
Fuck with the Birdman we chopping your companion
Fucking with my son and we run up on your mansion
Chopper make music bitch start dancing
Stunner-man's back so you know the circumstances
And I'm cooking up Tha Carter 3 no advances
All my cars all the latest automatics
No lie we don't even drive no asking
Uptown we packing and we stacking
Young Money Cash Money we the champions
[Chorus]
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