Poppin Bottles T.I. (Ft. Drake)

[Chorus: T.I.]
My section in the club, gimme Rosé
When you’re all ready say go, okay
Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop
Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop
You see him standing on the furniture doing his thing
Tell the club owner: "fuck yo’ couch!" Rick James, bitch nigga
Pop a bottle, make that thing go bloaw
Let her drink it till she drown
Atta girl gon’ wild, pop a bottle, bow!

[Post-Chorus: T.I.]
Bow, bow, just pop a bottle
Bow, bow, a-a bottle, a bottle
Bow, bow, hey, hey, hey, and a bottle go, go (Bow!)
Everybody, make that bottle go (Bow!)

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Bring the 1738 Champagne the boss
Watch you getting money make it rain buy a bottle
Pop a cork, dork
If I may retort
I ball just as hard tomorrow as the day before
I pop bottles but I don't pour
Save the glass for guys who balling on a budget
Fuck it, let your glasses rise
I’m straight to the head with mine, why you acting surprised
Ask any ho who know me, all I do is smash and ride
Buckets of bubbly, shake it up and let it splash in the eyes
Ain't no subtraction, only cash to divide
We getting money, bank roll, super-sized
Whether rain, sleet, sunny
Let the good times roll and the bottles keep coming