Jim Jones & Ron Browz: Pop Champagne

(ron browz)

e ther boy

hey, how we ball in the club i know u 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 aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
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 u know ill tear it up
know its me when u see the spur in ya area
and she call me all night cause u cant 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 u gotta live it up


if you in the things im in
shawty we can be friends (hey)
shawty we can be friends (hey)
but right now

i wanna see u dance see u dance
i wanna see u dance see u dance
i wanna see u dance see u dance
i wanna see u dance see u dance

(jim jones)
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 u kno 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 bitch)
so i flash a couple a dollars
tellem we only want tables and we buyin out da bottles
but cha'll kno the order
tell em 10 rozes and a few cold waters (right)
trolly trone and a couple of lemons (lets go)
ten thousand dollas stuffed up in my denims (what else)
standin on couches
couple of womens (ay baby)
we was ballin hard(its early)
it was just the 9th innin(yup)
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 freewayy
get it in a freak way
Shit, we could get it on three way
black berry two ways
souped up cars on the thru way (yup)
we superstars no lupe
we could do this like a duet
yall be the singers im the mic
let me deal it nice
this was in the car
while i was stoppin at the light

(ron browz)

how we ball in the club i know u 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 aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne

(juelz santana)
(ite, we dancin)
baby i wanna see you work
see you dance
without no shirt (no)
without those pants
pop champagne
aint a damn thing change
spray it in the air
make it champagne rain (haa)
buckets of ice
keep the champagne cool (cool)
mommy got a body
see that damn thing move
but, its 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 u 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 aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne