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- Birdman Pop Bottles - Main 歌詞
- Birdman
- Start with straight shots and then pop bottles （yea）
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models （uh huh）
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles （yea）
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models
OK we poppin champaign 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 Im the J-R-uh
OK start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models
Shut up bitch swallow
If you cant swallow
Shut up bitch gargle
Straight up out that water with my Mark Jacob goggles
Im fresher than a motherfucker
Yeah Im a motherfucker
No I wont take your girl but I shall take her tongue from her
Cant you tell Im in love woman?
Like no other woman
Oh Im sorry sweetheart
I thought you were my other woman
Now as I recline behind my desk
I aint 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 the cell
To sitting on a jet
From shitting in the cell
To shitting on a jet
I lost too many friends but I won too many bets
I made too much money I aint make enough yet
So I scratch and yes
Junior is the best （shawty）
So many niggas from my hood on they back
So many niggas from your hood on they back
Thats why we so paid and it be like that
Id rather pop a bottle
Before I pop a gat
Yea only sipping red champaign
White-T red hat red bandanna
Uptown choppers fuck companions
Fuck with the Birdman we chopping your companion
Fucking with my son and we run up on your mansion
Chopper make music bitch start dancing
Stunner-mans back so you know the circumstances
And Im cooking up Tha Carter 3 no advances
All my cars all the latest automatics
No lie we dont even drive no asking
Uptown we packing and we stacking
Young Money Cash Money we the champions
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