Letra de Pop champage (remix)

[ Ron Browz]
e ther boy..
hey how we ball in the club i kno u hate it
mommy dancin on the floor like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i kno she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
oh
pop champagne
oh
we pop champagne
oh
we pop champagne

we need more bottles tell ma hurry up
tell em ron browz here, hottest in america
gimme sixteen bars and i kno ill tear it up
kno its me when u see the spur in ya area
and she call me all night cuz u cant get it up
on my neck
on my wrist
everything is litted up
drinkin bottles of that clique till i spit it up
only gettin one life so u betta live it up
hey
if you in the things im in
shawty we can be friends (2x)
but right now(hey)
i wana see u dance see u dance (x4)

[Jim Jones:]
When I go to the dealer ya know I cop that (what´s that)
Brand new reeri and the roof drop back (360)
Came thru Halrem like the roof top back (ehhyo)
Money In the bank now you know I stop that (stop that, stop that, stop that)
Now we tryin to get up in the club, tryin to tell me no cause I´m rollin with the thugs (got money bitch)
So I flash a couple of dollas, tell dem we only want tables and we buyin out the bottles (ohhh)
But ya´ll know the order, tell dem ten rollzes and a few cold waters. (right)
Trolly tron and acouple of lemons, ten thousand dollars stuffed up in the denims (what else)
Standin on couchs, couple of women, we was ballin´ hard and it was only the ninth inning (it´s early)
I told shawty we can be firends, your friends can meet my friends (what else)
We can do this on a weekend or a week day, we can do this on the freeway, get it in the freak way, shit u can get it all three ways
Black berry two ways, souped up cars on the thru way, we superstar no lupe
We can do this on the duet, ya´ll be the singers, I´m the mic, let me dim the lights
This was in the car when I was stoppin at the light

[Ron Browz:]
how we ball in the club i kno u hate it
mommy dancin on the floor like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i kno she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
oh
pop champagne
oh
we pop champagne
oh
we pop champagne

[Juelz Santana:]
Baby I wanna see you work, see you dance
Without no shirt, wihtout those pants
Pop champagne ain´t a damn thang change
Spread it in the air, make the champgane rainnn
Buckets of ice keep the champgane cool,
Mami got a body see that damn thang mova
It´s no sex in the champgane room, says who
Baby I brake all rules
Bring it her and I´ll brake off you
She see me in vip wanna brake on thru (face it)
When see with you, she bet she fake it
When see me with me, she like it she never fake it

[Ron Browz:]
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
hey how we ball in the club i kno u hate it
mommy dancin on the floor like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i kno she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
oh
pop champagne
oh
we pop champagne
oh
we pop champagne