Pop Bottles (feat. Lil Wayne)

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Okay we popping champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

'Cause I ball hard no, bitch, we ball harder

I am the Birdman and I am JR

Okay, 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 Marc Jacob's goggle s

Because I'm fresher than a motherfucker, yep, I'm a motherfucker

No, I wouldn't take your girl but I shall take her tongue from her

Could you tell I'm in love, woman, like no other woman?

Hey, I'm sorry, sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Okay we popping champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

'Cause I ball hard no, bitch, we ball harder

I am the Birdman and I am JR

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 a cell to sitting on a jet

From shitting in a 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 made enough yet

So I scratch and yes, Junior is the best, shawty

So many **** from my hood on they back

So many **** 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

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Okay we popping champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

'Cause I ball hard no, bitch, we ball harder

I am the Birdman and I am JR

Yeah, only sipping red champagne

White tee, red hat, red bandana

Uptown, choppers fuck up in ya

Fucking with the Birdman, we chopping your propane

Fucking with my son and we run up in your mansion

Chopper make music, bitch start dancing

Stunna man back so you know the circumstances

And I'm cooking up the Carter three, no advances

All my cars automative, automatic

No lie, we don't even drive no asking

Uptown, we packing and we stacking

Young Money, Cash Money, we the champion

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt with the hood rats then pop models

Okay we popping champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

'Cause I ball hard no, bitch, we ball harder

I am the Birdman and I am JR