Ksysenka

Ksysenka - Pop Bottles Of Champagne lyrics

rate me

Pop bottles of champagne

Shake it to the bottom

Taste sweet splashes of cocktail

Our crowd blossom

See more bubbles in ya glass

Let me pour another

Call ur buddy, ask again

Will he come to party?

I want every one rise his bumper

Today is Independence Day

Look at my face

Every minute is my birthday

Put on swagga Mr. President

I wanna see ya spirit in the air

We celebrate again together

Holiday or anniversary

We gonna have fun all night long

Run the best shops

Buy ya favorite clothes

Put on classy frock

When ya gentleman see a score

Yeah, baby keep ur head up

Let him smile like a moron

All wretches must shut up

Goggling at the starry diamond

We have to purchase a new castle

Make rings around

Gain experience from profit

So that's what it's all about!

We need a degree

Burst it out swift

I don't wanna pay a fee

I got no time to wait

N solve this case

Let me relax

Get rid of this mess

I need a rest

Damn my problems

Chorus

We want more

It's like ecstasy

Everything in a fog

Moving like carousel

U seem to fall to the ocean floor

Drunk as hell again

Afternoon wake up crapulous

Start shouting 'Anybody help me! '

Don't know how get out

Ur body in a blaze

It cuts like a razor

Before midnight see snakes

Turning into a violator

U go thru a phase

Come in to the bar

Behave as a superman

He looted a club

It will be a hit in local newspaper

Best headline for the last month

Security arrested u for hellbender

But every woman wantcha on da dance floor

One of handsome friend arrived

He went thru da face control

Going from bad to worse

Now he will seduce ur cover girl

U start boiling like a kettle

N feel jealousy

None can cut ur hardened metal

Chorus

So, hold da audience

Don't concede defeat

Take it easy

Demonstrate that u r king

I'll give a salute in honor of me

When it strikes at midnight

Like pretty doll in colored stockings

U r in the limelight

High heels going straight to scene

Enjoying this moment

Drag all over the place

Heavy boxes with spirit

We have best junket for a year

Nearby club call to police

Where's ur stash?

Always u hiding it

Share with us

Take out n don't be greedy

Oh, I despise ur callousness

Look, old lady move her body like a fairy

Let's have a mad time

There is something more than hennessey

Chorus

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