BirdMan Ft Lil Wayne- Championship Pop Bottle Lyrics

(feat. Lil' Wayne)

[Intro: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Chopper 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
(Look like I got on a championship range)
Cuz I ball hard (no b____ we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Lil' Wayne]
Okay chopper straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models, shut up b____ swallow
If you cant swallow, shut up b____ Gargle
Straight up out the water wit my mark Jacob's goggles
Im fresher than a mufucka, yea Im a mufucka
No I wouldn't take ya girl but I should take her tounge from her
Could you take it love woman, like no other woman
Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Chopper straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh)
{Chopper 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
(Look like I got on a championship range)
Cuz I ball hard (no b____ 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 nice 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 s___tin in a cell to s___tin 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 n____z from my hood on they back
So many n____z 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)]

[Verse: Birdman]
Yea, only sippin red champagne
White-tee red hat red bandana
Uptown, chopper f___s the pain
f___in wit the Birdman we choppin yo propane
f___in wit my son man we run up in ya mansion
Chopper make music, b____ start dancin
Stunt a man back so you know the circle stances
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

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]