Jordeezy - Pop Champagne Remix lyrics

[Intro:Jordeezy] Yo uh huh your boy Lord Deezy with them bottles [Verse 1:Jordeezy] About to pop champagne you got much to train I bring the pain in the game yo them bottles stay flaming It's a god damn shame you wanna have problems With the n***a that still dropping Them k**s I stay topping the mills The audience came for Lord Deezy y'all just sad You the type to use your pad Whenever you don't got sh** On the realist rapper on this sh** Champagne ohh we Pop champagne tell ma to hurry Up with the bottle We about to turn up hottest n***a in America I bust the rhymes mediocre I'm the soldier Where the baddest b**hes stay begging I be stomping the yard I'll rip you apart like a chainsaw You about to play the game like jigsaw That stay torturing your a** I keep that stash of cash You ain't gonna pa** the lord of rap I'll snap you in half I'll be laughing When you get your a** kicked by the mob I drop the beat like it's hot cannot stop Me from keeping the rhythm smooth I be in the booth To pop champagne I can't tame Myself from being the unstoppable n***a I'll be on the next move I stay flexing in my groove I'll be like a snooze That keeps keeping sh** steady I got plenty Of time I'm slippery like slime I stay sour like that lime I be devouring overtime You'll be mine girl uh huh come to my place Mabye we can have our space I be racing Them n***as with the race car call me scarface You better pick up the pace girl before I replace You with another b**h that takes orders from the leader I got that nuclear Weapon I stay balling Like Lebron I stay walling On that caution acid I'll leave your a** stranded I'll put you in the casket Girl you take my love for granted Oh man not again I have to put them n***as in the deadpool Girl You take my kindness like it's a game Girl you think I'm playing I keep breaking That p**y like no other n***a can Haha I be on that trap I'll clap back Once you make it back but you might as well give up n***a back the f** up stay on the floor and don't get up I'll make sure you stay prisoner I got the best rubber I'll throw y'all in the gutter you motherf**ers I'm outta this sh** cause I already broke the records I cause them storms my dick makes the alarm Go off I make y'all cough Up blood you stay struggling My n***as from jersey stay bumping To my sh** and New York Cause they know I the n***a that stay stopping fake Rappers to make It to the top uh huh peace My masterpiece releases On June 30th 2018 I stay making Them k**s I keep the milli On my block I stay knocking You down Uptown [Bridge:Jordeezy] f** you up yeah I'm ghetto but I just got the moves to make sh** go crazy [Verse 2:Brain Busta] I be rolling down the street and popping champagne B R A I N B U S T A is my name Y'all be tryna jock my style well you ain't gonna win Cause Brain Busta will destroy you on my face there will be a grin Dropping bombs on the rap game with my homie Jordeezy All of y'all our whack and your rhymes ain't never gonna please me I'm an mazing rapper and I may be only thirteen But y'all ain't putting in no effort whole hard is how I'm working The track is called Pop Champage and it's a remix Watch in amazement as I do these three tricks First up's the Big Pun effect oh wow what the hell what the heck I'm crazy as hell the wild card in the deck while y'all just rejects Next up is the Jordeezy effect make the rhymes short and snappy Your sk** is crappy and listening to your tracks ain't making me happy Finally is the Brain Busta effect as I end this track I'mma let you know something It's that I sure ain't whack