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Pop Champagne (feat. Ron Browz & Juelz Santana)
Jim Jones & Ron Browz
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（Ron Browz） Ether boy hey, how we ball in the club i know u hate it mommy 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 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 u know ill tear it up know its me when u see the spur in ya area and she call me all night cause you 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 shawty we can be friends 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 （Jim Jones） When i go to the deal a you know i cop that brand new rolly and the roof drop back came thru harlem like the roof top back .. eyoooou money in the bank man u know i stop that （stop that stop that） now we trya get up in the club .. ooohh tryna tell me no cus we rollin wit the thugs （got money b!tch） so i flash a couple a dollars tellem we only want tables and we buyin out da bottles .. ohhhh 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 dollars stuffed up in my denims （what else） standin on couches couple of womens （ay baby） we was ballin hard it was just the 9th finnin （its 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 a freak way sh!t, 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 you hate it mommy 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 ohh pop champagne ohh we pop champagne ohh we pop champagne （Juelz Santana） 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 d**k in the champagne roo 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 （Ron Browz） 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 mommy 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 ohh pop champagne ohh we pop champagne ohh we pop champagne
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