lol @ dee brown's comment....these nikkaz dont be doing what they rap about they F*&KING FAKES

maaaan this nigga is WHACK, a good example of a FAKE ASS NIGGA, all this stuff he talkin in this song is not true, he fake yo,16,000 copies jimmy, c'mon fam, if any thing you a frienemie, YOU DID MY NIGGA WRONG, YOU FUCKING SWAGGER JACKER, YOU AINT NO TREND SETTER, you aint nothin wit out MAX B, u a lil max b, u a lil max b, lmfao, your career is OVER homie
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loveee this song ;]

Bro I aint diggin this shit usin the autotune like you don't know how to.
good raps though.

still the shit

POP CHAMPAGNE!!

THIS MOST DEFINATLY WAS MY FAV. SONG IN A STILL LUVERS IT OOOOOOOOOHH

e ther boy

hey, how we ball in the club i know u hate it
mami dancin on the floor i like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i know she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne

we need more bottles tell ma hurry up
tell em ron browz here, hottest in america
gimme 16 bars and u know ill tear it up
know its me when u see the spur in ya area
and she call me all night cause u cant get it up
on my neck
on my wrist
everything is blitted up
drinkin bottles of that clique till i spit it up
only gettin one life so u gotta live it up


if you in the things im in
shawty we can be friends (hey) (2x)
but right now

i wana see u dance see u dance (roro)(x4)

[jim jones]
when i go to the deala you know i cop that
brand new rolly and the roof drop back
came thru harlem like the roof top back
money in the bank man u kno i stop that (stop that stop that)
now we trya get up in the club
tryna tell me no cus we rollin wit the thugs (got money bitch)
so i flash a couple a dollars
tellem we only want tables and we buyin out da bottles
but cha'll kno the order
tell em 10 rozes and a few cold waters (right)
trolly trone and a couple of lemons (lets go)
ten thousand dollas stuffed up in my denims (what else)
standin on couches
couple of womens (ay baby)
we was ballin hard(its early)
it was just the 9th innin(yup)
i told shawty we could be friends(yup)
and your friends could meet my friends(what else)
we could do this on a weekend, on a weekday
we could do this on the freewayy
get it in a freak way
shit, we could get it on three way
black berry two ways
souped up cars on the thru way (yup)
we superstars no lupe
we could do this like a duet
yall be the singers im the mic
let me deal it nice
this was in the car
while i was stoppin at the light

[ron browz]

how we ball in the club i know u hate it
mami dancin on the floor i like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i know she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne

[juelz santana]
(ite, we dancin)
baby i wanna see you work
see you dance
without no shirt (no)
without those pants
pop champagne
aint a damn thing change
spray it in the air
make it champagne rain (haa)
buckets of ice
keep the champagne cool (cool)
mommy got a body
see that damn thing move
but, its no sex in the champagne room
says who?
baby i break all rules(yea)
bring it here
and i brake off you
she see me in vip
i wanna break on crew
(face it)
when she wit you she lyin
you bet she fake it
when she wit me
she like it
she never fake it

i wanna see you dance, see you dance (roro)(4x)

how we ball in the club i know u hate it
mami dancin on the floor i like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i know she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne

Intro: Ron Browz]
Ether boy!!!! Hey!!!!

[Chorus: Ron Browz]
How we ball in the club I know you hate it
Mami dancin on the floor all like she naked
When she lay down with you I know she fake it
All the girls give it to me I ain't gotta take it
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!

[Verse 1: Ron Browz]
We need more bottles tell ma hurry up
Tell 'em Ron Browz here hottest in America
Gimme sixteen bars and you know I tear it up
Know it's me when you see this fur in your area
And she call me all night cause you can get it up
On my neck on my wrist everything is litted up
Drinkin bottles of that Clique 'till I spit it up
Only get one life so you gotta live it up
(HEY!!!) If you in the things I'm in
Shorty we can be friends, shorty we can be friends
Right now, I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance

[Verse 2: Jim Jones] (*Ron Browz)
When I go to the dealer you know I cop that (What's that?)
Brand new 'rarri and the roof drop back (The 60)
Came through Harlem like the Rooftop back (AIYYO!!!)
Money in the bank man you know don't stop that (Stop that stop that stop that!!!)
(*OHHHHHHHH!!!!!) Now we tryin to get up in the club
(*OHHHHHHHH!!!!!) Try to tell me no cause I'm rollin with the thugs
(We got money bitch!!!) Until I flash a couple of dollars (Yep!)
Tell 'em we only want tables and we buyin out the bottles
(*OHHHHHHHH!!!!!) Y'all know the order
Tell 'em ten Rose's and a few cold waters (Right!!!)
Only Petron and a couple of lemons (Let's go)
Ten thousand dollars stuffed up in the denims (What else)
We standin on couches, a couple of women (Hey baby)
We was ballin hard it was just the ninth inning (Early)
He told shorty we could be friends (Yep)
And your friends could meet with my friends (What else)
And we could do this on the weekend or on the weekday
We could do this on the freeway and get in the freak way
SHIT!!! We could get in on three way (Oh)
Blackberry two way, souped up cars on the thruway (Yep)
We superstars no Lupe, we could do this like a duet
But y'all be the singers on the mic, wait let me dim the lights
This was in the car while I was stoppin at the light

[Chorus: Ron Browz]
How we ball in the club I know you hate it
Mami dancin on the floor all like she naked
When she lay down with you I know she fake it
All the girls give it to me I ain't gotta take it
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!

[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]
Baby I wanna see you work (Go) See you dance (Go)
Without no shirt, without those pants
Pop champagne ain't a damn thing change
Spray it in the air make it champagne rain
Buckets of ice keep the champagne cool
Mami got a body see that damn thing move
It's no sex in the champagne room
Says who? Baby I'll break all rules
Bring it here and I'll break off you
She see me in V.I.P. and wanna break on through
When she with you she lyin but she fake it
When she with me she like it she never fake it

[Bridge: Ron Browz]
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you dance

[Chorus: Ron Browz]
How we ball in the club I know you hate it
Mami dancin on the floor all like she naked
When she lay down with you I know she fake it
All the girls give it to me I ain't gotta take it
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! Pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!
OHHHHHHHH!!!!! We pop champagne!

[ron browz]

ether boy

hey, how we ball in the club i know u hate it
mami dancin on the floor i like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i know she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne

we need more bottles tell ma hurry up
tell em ron browz here, hottest in america
gimme 16 bars and u know ill tear it up
know its me when u see the spur in ya area
and she call me all night cause u cant get it up
on my neck
on my wrist
everything is blitted up
drinkin bottles of that clique till i spit it up
only gettin one life so u gotta live it up


if you in the things im in
shawty we can be friends (hey) (2x)
but right now

i wana see u dance see u dance (roro)(x4)

[jim jones]
when i go to the deala you know i cop that
brand new rolly and the roof drop back
came thru harlem like the roof top back
money in the bank man u kno i stop that (stop that stop that)
now we trya get up in the club
tryna tell me no cus we rollin wit the thugs (got money bitch)
so i flash a couple a dollars
tellem we only want tables and we buyin out da bottles
but cha'll kno the order
tell em 10 rozes and a few cold waters (right)
trolly trone and a couple of lemons (lets go)
ten thousand dollas stuffed up in my denims (what else)
standin on couches
couple of womens (ay baby)
we was ballin hard(its early)
it was just the 9th innin(yup)
i told shawty we could be friends(yup)
and your friends could meet my friends(what else)
we could do this on a weekend, on a weekday
we could do this on the freewayy
get it in a freak way
shit, we could get it on three way
black berry two ways
souped up cars on the thru way (yup)
we superstars no lupe
we could do this like a duet
yall be the singers im the mic
let me deal it nice
this was in the car
while i was stoppin at the light

[ron browz]

how we ball in the club i know u hate it
mami dancin on the floor i like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i know she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne

[juelz santana]
(ite, we dancin)
baby i wanna see you work
see you dance
without no shirt (no)
without those pants
pop champagne
aint a damn thing change
spray it in the air
make it champagne rain (haa)
buckets of ice
keep the champagne cool (cool)
mommy got a body
see that damn thing move
but, its no sex in the champagne room
says who?
baby i break all rules(yea)
bring it here
and i brake off you
she see me in vip
i wanna break on crew
(face it)
when she wit you she lyin
you bet she fake it
when she wit me
she like it
she never fake it

i wanna see you dance, see you dance (roro)(4x)

how we ball in the club i know u hate it
mami dancin on the floor i like she naked
when she layed up wit chu i know she fake it
all the girls give it to me
i aint gotta take it
oh
pop champagne
ohhh
pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne
ohh
we pop champagne