[ Ron Brownz]

hey

how we ballin in the club I know u hate it

mami dancing on the floor look like she naked

when she laid up wit u I know she fake it

all the girls give it to me I ain’t gotta take it

oh

pop champagne

oh

pop champagne

oh

we pop champagne

oh

we pop champagne

we need more bottles tell ma hurry up

tell em Ron brownz here

hottest in America

gimme 16 draws and u know I’ll tear it up

know its me when u see the spur in ya area

and she call me all night cause you could get it up

on my neck

on my wrist

everything is lighten up

drinking bottles of that clique till I spit it up

only getting 1 life so u better live it up(hey)

if u into things(hey)

I'm in(hey)

surely(hey) we could be friends(hey)(x2)

but right now(hey)

I want a see u dance see u dance (x4)



[JIM JONES]

When I go to the dealer ya know I cop that (what's that)

Brand new rarri and the roof drop back (360)

Came through Harlem like the roof top back. (ehhyo)

Money In the bank now you know I stop that (stop that, stop that, stop that)

Now we trying to get up in the club, trying to tell me no because I'm rolling with the thugs (got money bitch).

So I flash a couple of dollas, tell them we only want tables and we buying out the bottles (ho)

But y’all know the order, tell them ten roll zas and a few cold waters. (right)

Trolly tron and a couple of lemons, ten thousand dollars stuffed up in the denims (what else).

Standing on couches, couple of women, we were ballin' hard and it was only the ninth inning (it's early).

I told shawty we can be friends, your friends can meet my friends (what else)

We can do this on a weekend or a week day, we can do this on the freeway, get it in the freak way, shit u can get it all three ways.

Black berry two ways, souped up cars on the through way, we superstar no loupe.

We can do this on the duet, ya'll be the singers, I'm the mic, let me dim the lights

This was in the car when I was stopping at the light.



[Ron Brownz]

how we ballin in the club I know u hate it

mami dancing on the floor look like she naked

when she laid up wit u I know she fake it

all the girls give it to me I ain’t gotta take it

oh

pop champagne

oh

pop champagne

oh

we pop champagne

oh



[JULEZ SANTANA]

Baby I wanna see you work, see you dance

Without no shirt, without those pants

Pop champagne ain't a damn thang change

Spread it in the air, make the champagne rain

Buckets of ice keep the champagne cool,

Mami got a body see that damn thang mova

It's no sex in the champagne room, says who

Baby I brake all rules

Bring it her and I'll brake off you

She see me in VIP wanna brake on through (face it)

When see with you, she bet she fake it

When see me with me, she like it she never fake it



[Ron Brownz]

I wanna see you dance, see you dance

I wanna see you dance, see you dance 





how we ballin in the club I know u hate it

mami dancing on the floor look like she naked

when she laid up wit u I know she fake it

all the girls give it to me I ain’t gotta take it

oh

pop champagne

oh

pop champagne

oh

we pop champagne



oh 

we pop Champagne