T.I Poppin Bottles lyrics

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Poppin Bottles by T.i Poppin Bottles lyrics [T.I] 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’ crouch, 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 [Chorus] 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’ crouch, 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 [Drake] 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 fuji 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 once you ? Oooh, thats that fire, that have you calm sh-tm 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 [Chorus] 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’ crouch, 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.] 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 low Fifty stack, I’mma show you how to ball, triple that [Chorus] 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’ crouch, 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

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