Luyện nghe bài hát Pop Bottles

Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship
Look like I got on a ring
Cause I ball hard, no we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah

Okay start with straight shots and then pop
it on the models, "shut up bitch, swallow!"
If you can't swallow, shut up bitch
Straight up out that water my Marc Jacobs goggles
Fresher than a mother fucker, yep I'm a mother
No I won't take your girl, but I'll sure her tongue from her
Can't you tell I'm in love woman, like no woman
Oh I'm sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a game
like I got on a championship ring
Cause I ball hard, no bitch we harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah

As I recline behind my
I ain't got a lot of but I got a lot of checks
Got my own brand, new on the set
Went from sittin' in a to sittin' on a jet
From shittin' in a to shittin' on a jet
I lost too many friends, but I won too many
I made too much money, but I ain't enough yet
So I and, yes, Jr. is the best
So many niggas from my hood on back
So many niggas from your hood on back
That's why we so paid and it be that
I'd rather pop a bottle I pop a Gat

we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look I got on a championship ring
I ball hard, no bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah

Yeah only red champagne
White tee red hat red
Uptown, for companions
Fuckin' with the Birdman then we fuck up companion
Fuckin' my son and we run up in your mansion
Chopper make music, bitch dancin'
Stunna man so you know the circumstances
And I'm cookin' up the 3, no advances
All my automated, automatic
No lie we don't drive no Astons
we packin' and we stackin'
Young Money, Cash we the champions