Lil` Wayne Championship Pop Bottles Lyrics

Championship Pop Bottles Lyrics

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models



Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

Cuz I ball hard, no bitch we ball harder

I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R.



Okay, start straight shots and then pop bottles

Pour it on the models, shut up bitch swallow

If you can't swallow, shut up bitch gargle

Straight up out the water wit my Mark Jacob's goggles



I'm fresher than a muthafucker, yup I'm a muthafucker

No I wouldn't take ya girl but I shall take her tongue from her

Could you tell I'm in love woman, like no other woman?

Oh I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman



Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models



Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

Cuz I ball hard, no bitch we ball harder

I am the Birdman, and I be J.R.



Now as I recline behind my desk

I ain't got a lot of Nikes, but I got a lot of cheques, money

Got my own shoe, brand new on the set

Went from sittin' in a cell to sittin' on a jet



From shittin' in a cell to shittin' on a jet

I lost too many friends but I won too many bets

I made too much money I ain't made enough yet

So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best, shawty



So many niggaz throw my hood on they back

So many niggaz from ya hood on they back

That's why we so paid and it be like that

I rather pop a bottle, befo I pop a gat



Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models



Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

Cuz I ball hard, no bitch we ball harder

I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R.



Yea, only sippin' red champagne

White tee, red hat, red bandana

Uptown, choppers struck upon ya

Fuckin' wit the Birdman we choppin' yo propane



Fuckin' wit my son and we run up in ya mansion

Chopper make music, bitch start dancin'

Stunna man back, so you know the circumstances

And I'm cookin' up the Carter 3 no advances



All my cars automative, automatic

No lie, we don't even drive no askin'

Uptown, we packin' and we stackin'

Young Money, Cash Money we the champion



Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models

Start with straight shots and then pop bottles

Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models



Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game

Look like I got on a championship ring

Cuz I ball hard, no bitch we ball harder

I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R.