โหลดเพลง mp3 Pop Champagne (Radio Version) - Jim Jones

Pop Champagne - Jim Jones & Ron Browz featuring 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