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<pre><strong>LIL' WAYNE - Championship Pop Bottles ft. Birdman</strong>
[Intro: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(feel like i got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Lil' Wayne]
Okay Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models, shut up bitch swallow
If you cant swallow, shut up bitch Gargle
Straight up out the water wit my mark Jacob's goggles
Im fresher than a muthaf**ka, yea Im a muthaf**ka
No I wouldn't take ya girl but I should take her toungh from her
can't you tell im in love woman, like no other woman
Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh)

{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(feel like i got on a chamionship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: 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 on 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 (too many bets)
I made too much money I aint made enough yet
So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best (shawty)
So many niggaz from my hood on they back
So many niggaz from ya hood on they back
Thats why we so paid and it be like that
I rather pop a bottle, before I pop a gat

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh)

[Verse: Birdman]
Yea, only sippin red champagne
White-tee red hat red bandana
Uptown, chopper f**ks the pain
F**kin wit the Birdman we choppin yo propane
F**kin wit my son man we run up in ya mansion
Chopper make music, bitch start dancin
Stunna man back so you know the circumstances
And Im cookin up the Carter 3 no advances (youngin)
All my cars automative automatic
No lie, we dont even drive no askin
Uptown we packin and we stackin (believe that)
Young Money Cash Money we the champion

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[Intro: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)] {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game (feel like i got on a championship ring) Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder) I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.) [Verse: Lil' Wayne] Okay Start with straight shots and then pop bottles Pour it on the models, shut up bitch swallow If you cant swallow, shut up bitch Gargle Straight up out the water wit my mark Jacob's goggles Im fresher than a muthaf**ka, yea Im a muthaf**ka No I wouldn't take ya girl but I should take her toungh from her can't you tell im in love woman, like no other woman Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman [Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)] {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game (feel like i got on a chamionship ring) Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder) I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.) [Verse: 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 on 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 (too many bets) I made too much money I aint made enough yet So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best (shawty) So many niggaz from my hood on they back So many niggaz from ya hood on they back Thats why we so paid and it be like that I rather pop a bottle, before I pop a gat [Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)] {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) {Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) {Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game (feel like i got on a chamionship ring) Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder) I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.) [Verse: Birdman] Yea, only sippin red champagne White-tee red hat red bandana Uptown, chopper f**ks the pain F**kin wit the Birdman we choppin yo propane F**kin wit my son man we run up in ya mansion Chopper make music, bitch start dancin Stunna man back so you know the circumstances And Im cookin up the Carter 3 no advances (youngin) All my cars automative automatic No lie, we dont even drive no askin Uptown we packin and we stackin (believe that) Young Money Cash Money we the champion

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