Letra de 'Championship Pop Bottles' de Birdman

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh)
believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship
game
(feel like i got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no ***** we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Lil' Wayne]
Okay Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models, shut up ***** swallow
If you cant swallow, shut up ***** Gargle
Straight up out the water wit my mark Jacob's goggles
Im fresher than a muthaf**ka, yea Im a muthaf**ka
No I wouldn't take ya girl but I should take her
toungh from her
can't you tell im in love woman, like no other woman
Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other
woman

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh)
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship
game
(feel like i got on a chamionship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no ***** we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Fabolous]
due to the peer pressures of patron
ya girl aint gettin nam' message to'er phone
couldn't care less if you was gon'
the girl took shots to her head like she wear vestes
on her dome
me, im on the roads wit the flowas on the bottle
i take a few pulls then pass the sour to the model
you might have seen her on the cover or the center
fold
alot a class, got ass soft as a dinna roll
i got them white stones mixes wit canerri yellows
a 1 2 step that'll make ciarra jealous
i got heat, due to sun-blocking if ya wanna
till da guns cokin and ya young jockin in da corna'
hit da pops, its going down, this lil n**** hard beat
is slowin down
i pay cash or i swipe the black thing on a b****
left wit 2 hoes and some black stains on my wrist
(yeah)

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh)
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship
game
(feel like i got on a chamionship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no ***** we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Jim Jones]
start wit straight shots and den pop hollows
den we peelin out in da drop top collodos
surfin on the waves, murdering throo da lane
lookin for a nurse to give me surgeon like a brain
tell her blow like, she's a hurricane
got hell'a dough uh oh so we gonna make it ra-ain (ah
uh oh)
when it comes to coke you know we got dat blow
rain, sleet, hail, snow (oh)
its time to roll well creep well lone
blocka blocka yeah we let dem heatas unload
blow, blow, dats all ya gon hear, treat you like drop
tops you ****** dissaperaa!!

[Hook with Birdgang]