Ksysenka - Pop bottles of champagne lyrics

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Ksysenka - Pop bottles of champagne lyrics

Pop bottles of champagne Shake it to the bottom Taste sweet splashes of co*ktail Our crowd blossom See more bubbles in ya gla** Let me pour another Call ur buddy, ask again Will he come to party? I want every one rise his bumper Today is Independence Day Look at my face Every minute is my birthday Put on swagga Mr. President I wanna see ya spirit in the air We celebrate again together Holiday or anniversary We gonna have fun all night long Run the best shops Buy ya favorite clothes Put on cla**y frock When ya gentleman see a score Yeah, baby keep ur head up Let him smile like a moron All wretches must shut up Goggling at the starry diamond We have to purchase a new castle Make rings around Gain experience from profit So that's what it's all about! We need a degree Burst it out swift I don't wanna pay a fee I got no time to wait N solve this case Let me relax Get rid of this mess I need a rest Damn my problems Chorus We want more It's like ecstasy Everything in a fog Moving like carousel U seem to fall to the ocean floor Drunk as hell again Afternoon wake up crapulous Start shouting `Anybody help me! ` Don't know how get out Ur body in a blaze It cuts like a razor Before midnight see snakes Turning into a violator U go thru a phase Come in to the bar Behave as a superman He looted a club It will be a hit in local newspaper Best headline for the last month Security arrested u for hellbender But every woman wantcha on da dance floor One of handsome friend arrived He went thru da face control Going from bad to worse Now he will seduce ur cover girl U start boiling like a kettle N feel jealousy None can cut ur hardened metal Chorus So, hold da audience Don't concede defeat Take it easy Demonstrate that u r king I'll give a salute in honor of me When it strikes at midnight Like pretty doll in colored stockings U r in the limelight High heels going straight to scene Enjoying this moment Drag all over the place Heavy boxes with spirit We have best junket for a year Nearby club call to police Where's ur stash? Always u hiding it Share with us Take out n don't be greedy Oh, I despise ur callousness Look, old lady move her body like a fairy Let's have a mad time There is something more than hennessey Chorus