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My section in the club, Remy, Rose

when you’re all ready say go, okay

everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop

everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop

you see him standing on the furniture doing his thing

tell the club owner, f-ck yo’ couch, Rick James n-gga

pop a bottle, make that thing go bloaw

let her drink it till she drown

atta girl gon’ wild, pop a bottle

bow, bow, bow….

[T.I - Verse 1]

Bring the 1738 Champagne the boss

watch ya gettin’ money make it rain buy a bottle

pop a cork, dork

if I may retort

I ball just as hard tomorrow as the day before

I pop bottles but I dont pour

save the glass for guys, we ballin’ on a budget

f-ck it, let your glasses rise

I’m straight to the head with mine, why you acting surprised

ask any hoe who know me, all I do is smash and ride

buckets of bubbly, shake it up and let it splash in the eyes

no subtraction, only cash to divide

we gettin’ money, bank roll, supersized

whether rain, sleet, sunny

let the good times roll and the bottles keep coming



Yeah, okay, bring that sh-t to poppa

I heard you talk bout other n-ggas

them other n-gga no matter

the tag team back b-tch, boom shakalaka

me and Weezy run this bitch so bring me one soda and vodka

and a fiji for my n-gga cause the police probably watching

man, probation is a bitch but going back is not an option

we be sunning all these n-ggas, put there ass up for adoption

and we start with straight shots, that get the bottle poppin’

we be working all night, telethon sh-t

roll a super skinny one, Chanel Iman shit

oooh, that’s that fire, that’s that have you calm sh-t

lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com

you with a lot of dudes, that’s that Elton John sh-t

ahhh, to each his own, I like a fruit thats grown

I like a bad b-tch from a decent home

me and Tip, thats that pimpin’ that we preachin’ on

and everybody tryna listen n-gga, speakerphone



I know the sucker wish the judge threw the book at me

cause I show up to the club, super cool, look at me

everything brand new, you get money like who?

spent 150 on my car and my Audemar too

when I walk up in the spot, aint nobody saw you

they see me like “there he go”

look at you like ” ahh who?”

bought every bottle at the bar

shortie you know how I do

I take em all across your , I aint finna argue

still big sh-t poppin, nothing changed but my clothes

triple digits in my pocket, rubber band bank roll

tell the bitch I take you places where your man can’t go

can’t be, he aint doing sh-t, if he aint me

cant you see the difference between us when I walkin to the door

your twenty thousand worth of ones, start letting money go

let it fly, throw some twenty when my one running wallet low

fifty stack, I’mma show you how to ball, triple that


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