ron browz
ether boy hey
hook ron browz
how we ball in the club i know you hate it
mommy 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
ohhhh pop champagne
ohhhh pop champagne
ohhhh we pop champagne
ohhhh we pop champagne
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 clicquot ’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
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
ohhh now we tryin to get up in the club
ohhh 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
ohhh 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 it’s early
he told shorty we could be friends yep
and your friends could meet 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 it 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
hook ron browz
how we ball in the club i know you hate it
mommy 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
ohhhh pop champagne
ohhhh pop champagne
ohhhh we pop champagne
ohhhh we pop champagne
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
mommy 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 vip 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
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
hook ron browz
how we ball in the club i know you hate it
mommy 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
ohhhh pop champagne
ohhhh pop champagne
ohhhh we pop champagne
ohhhh we pop champagne
Artist: Jim Jones Ron Browz Featuring Juelz Santana
Year: 2008
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 380