Champagne

Champagne poppin' Like I just can't get enough Like I just can't get enough Little-bit of champagne You don't understand When I pop that shit, that drink can't get enough You don't get the man When I feel tongue-tied 'til I sip that bitter love I don't got plans But I know one girl that I might just do too much Never get too used to her touch She lush, don't touch my champagne Bottles looking like models Curve of the flex or the shake of my wrist make Bubbles ever so subtle Big difference, thinking of the spill of the tip or the Shuttle might drip stead of blast off But I'm like a spaceship on my last drop Couldn't find what's better than mine Couldn't replace her with some wine I'm talkin' champagne That river which I'm never letting go say That little which'll let you go the whole way That quiver every time I had to let her rain down That champagne (let it all go) Champagne popping Living like I just can't get enough I ain't stopping 'Cause I just can't get enough Champagne popping Like I just can't get enough Like I just can't get enough Little-bit of champagne Damn, who don't like that? Who don't like the buoyant, bitter bubble bite back? Or the fade for the pain when the night black? Or the gain or the way that I might act? Relax Lean back like a first kiss Don't mix, don't spit, that's dumb shit You don't wanna chug this, sip that drip to the numbness Funnest twist with a-, oh, shit Soak it, get down for the coldness Hold it too loud to control it I had bought a crown with the gold tip So, this glass had a max it could go with Don't fit? Look away while I'm choking Focus, she slippin' when I opened Look at her run, nah, I thought I could hold it Thinking that I had her, but I only had the hole drip Pop looking to top, booking the top upper echelon Drop, looking to stop, hoping to bop 'til the shit is gone Stop p-p-praying to cop up another couple ones Maybe we don't get along Maybe need a bit of rum Good, go in flowing 'til the go in going 'til it's gone Should never floor it, try to chase a chaser bit of fun Running outta time, it's four in the morning Couldn't keep up bitch, still pouring I'm talking champagne That river which I'm never letting go say That little which'll let you go the whole way That quiver every time I had to let her rain down That champagne (let it all go) Champagne popping Living like I just can't get enough I ain't stopping 'Cause I just can't get enough Champagne popping Like I just can't get enough Like I just can't get enough Little-bit of champagne