Luyện nghe bài hát Pop Champagne

boy! Hey!

How we ball in the I know you hate it
Mami on the floor all like she naked
When she lay down you I know she fake it
All the girls give it to me I gotta take it
Oh! Pop champagne!
Oh! Pop champagne!
Oh! We pop champagne!
Oh! We pop champagne!

We need more bottles tell ma up
Tell 'em Ron Browz here in America
Gimme sixteen bars and you know I it up
it's me when you see this fur in your area
And she call me all night you can get it up
On my neck on my wrist is litted up
Drinking bottles of that Clique 'till I it up
get one life so you gotta live it up
(Hey!) If you in the I'm in
Shorty we can be friends, shorty we can be
Right now, I wanna see you dance, see you
I see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you
I see you dance, see you dance

When I go to the dealer you know I cop (What's that?)
Brand new 'rarri and the drop back (The 60)
Came through like the Rooftop back
Money in the bank man you know don't stop that (Stop that that stop that!)
(Oh!) Now we trying to get up in the
(Oh!) Try to tell me no cause I'm rolling the thugs
(We got money bitch!) Until I flash a couple of (Yep!)
Tell 'em we only want tables and we buying out the
(Oh!) know the order
'em ten Rose's and a few cold waters (Right!)
Only Petron and a of lemons (Let's go)
Ten thousand stuffed up in the denims (What else)
We on couches, a couple of women (Hey baby)
We was balling hard it was just the inning (Early)
He shorty we could be friends (Yep)
And your could meet with my friends (What else)
And we could do on the weekend or on the weekday
We could do on the freeway and get in the freak way
Shit! We could get in on way (Oh)
two way, souped up cars on the thruway (Yep)
We superstars no Lupe, we do this like a duet
But y'all be the on the mic, wait let me dim the lights
was in the car while I was stopping at the light

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

I wanna see you dance, see you
I see you dance, see you dance
I see you dance, see you dance
I wanna see you dance, see you