Birdman Ft. Lil' Wayne- Pop Bottles (Dirty)

Título: Birdman Ft. Lil' Wayne- Pop Bottles (Dirty)

Autor: JesseVosje

Categoria: Música

Descrição: Te vet dit liedje. Bekijk et maar gauw!! Hier zijn de "lyrics": Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya) (brr) Flirt with the hood rats then pop models uh- huh, (believe that) Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya) Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models, Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game, Look like I got on a championship range, Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball harda, I am the Birdman, and I'm the jr. LIL WAYNE Okay start with straight shots and then pop bottles, Poor it on the models, shut up bitch swallow, If you cant swallow, shut up bitch gargle, Straight up out the water with my Marc Jacob goggles, I'm fresher than a muthfucka, yea I'm a muthfucka, No I wouldn't take ya girl but I sure take her tounge 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. [My bad] Chorus Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya) Flirt with the hood rats then pop models, uh- huh Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya) Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models, Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game, Look like I got on a championship rang, Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball harda, I am the Birdman, and I'm the jr. Birdman Now as I recline behind my desk I aint got a lot of nikes, but I got a lot of checks (money) Got my own shoe brand new on the set Went from sittin' in a cell, to sittin' on a jet From shittin' on a cell, to shittin' on a jet I lost too many friends, but I won too many bets (too many bets) I made too much money, I aint make enough yet [ Pop Bottles lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ] So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best (Shawty) So many nigga's from my hood on they back So many nigga's from ya hood on they back That's why we so paid and it be like that I rather pop a bottle, before I pop a gett Chorus Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya) Flirt with the hood rats then pop models, uh- huh Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya) Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models, Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game, Look like I got on a championship rang, Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball harda, I am the Birdman, and I'm the jr. BIRDMAN Yea, only sippin' red champagne White-tee, red hat, red bandana Uptown, chopper fucks the pain Fucking with the Birdman we choppin' yo propane Fucking with my son and we run up in ya mansion Chopper make music, bitch start dancin' Stunt a man back so you know the circumstances And I'm cookin' up the Carter 3 no advances (youngin') All my cars automative automatic No lie, we don't even drive no askin' Uptown we packin' and we stackin' (believe that) Young Money Cash Money we the champion Chorus Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya) // Y'all ready now what this is? Stunnaman Flirt with the hood rats then pop models, uh- huh // Junior (what up Young) we bounce back like that Start with straight shots and then pop bottles, (ya)// We beat mils with the mils baby Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models, // The last model is MOB baby, My honey Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game, Look like I got on a championship rang, Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball hards, I am the Birdman, and I'm the gin poppa.

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