Pop Bottles - Rap, Freestyle, Beat, Instrumental, Rnb, Dirty South, Lyrics

Hip Hop Beats

Hip Hop Beats - Pop Bottles - Rap, Freestyle, Beat, Instrumental, Rnb, Dirty South, Lyrics

feat. Lil' Wayne

{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} ya brrr
{Flirt with the hood rats then pop models} uh-huh believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} ya
{Flirt with the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin 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'm the J.R.

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 the water with my Mark Jacob's goggles
I'm fresher than a mufucka, yea I'm a mufucka
No I wouldn't take ya girl but I should take her thong from her
Could you tell I love woman, like no other woman
I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} ya brrr
{Flirt with the hood rats then pop models} uh-huh believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} ya
{Flirt with the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin 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'm the J.R.

Now as I recline behind my desk
I ain't got a lot of knifes but I got a lot of checks money
Got my own shoe brand new on the set
Went from sittin in a cell to sittin on a jet
From shittin on a cell to shittin on a jet
I lost too many friends but I won too many bets 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 nggaz from my hood on they back
So many niggaz from ya hood on they back
That's why we so paid and it be like that
I rather pop a bottle, befo I pop a gat

Yea, only sippin red champagne
White-tee red hat red bandana
Uptown, chopper fucks the pain
Fuckin with the Birdman we choppin yo propane
Fuckin with my son man we run up in ya mansion
Chopper make music, bitch start dancin
Stunna man back so you know the cirumstances
And I'm cookin up the Carter 3 no advances youngin
All my cars automative automatic
No lie, we don't even drive no askin
Uptown we packin and we stackin believe that
Young Money Cash Money we the champion

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