Steve Morales - Pop Bottles lyrics

[Hook - Lil Wayne & Birdman] Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game (Look like I got on a championship ring) Cause I ball hard, (no b**h we ball harder) I am the Birdman, (and I'm the J.R-ah) [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Okay start with straight shots and then pop bottles Pour it on the models, "shut up b**h, swallow!" If you can't swallow, shut up b**h gargle Straight up out that water with my Marc Jacobs goggles Fresher than a mother f**er, yep I'm a mother f**er No I won't take your girl, but I'll sure take her tongue from her Can't you tell I'm in love woman, like no other woman Oh I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman [Hook] [Verse 2 - Birdman] As I recline behind my desk I ain't got a lot of Nikes but I got a lot of checks Got my own shoe brand, new on the set Went from sittin' in a cell to sittin' on a jet From sh**tin' in a cell to sh**tin' on a jet I lost too many friends, but I won too many bets I made too much money, but I ain't make enough yet So I scratched and, yes, Jr. is the best So many n***as from my hood on they back So many n***as from your hood on they back That's why we so paid and it be like that I'd rather pop a bottle before I pop a Gat [Hook] [Verse 3 - Birdman] Yeah only sipping red champagne White tee red hat red bandanna Uptown, choppers for companions f**in' with the Birdman then we f** up your companion f**in' with my son and we run up in your mansion Chopper make music, b**h start dancin' Stunna man back so you know the circumstances And I'm cookin' up the Carter 3, no advances All my cars automated, automatic No lie we don't even drive no Astons Uptown we packin' and we stackin' Young Money, Cash Money we the champions