Pop, pop, pop bottles
Hit the, hit the, hit the, hit the club
Pop, pop, pop bottles
Hit the club
Had a few hits, now we change the game
It gets crazy when you get some fame
Different city every night, but it's all the same
Everywhere I go, people know my name
Bring champagne, you can hold your glasses
What we don't drink, we spray to masses
And if you can't keep up, your ass is useless
Cause all we do is
Pop bottles, make it rain
Every night, it's all the same
Hit the club, hit the after party
Then we hit the plane
Pop bottles, make it rain
Every night, it's all the same
Hit the club, hit the after party
Then we, then we, then we
Big bad motherfuckers
Pop bottles, make it rain
Every night, it's all the same
Hit the club, hit the after party
Then we hit the plane
Pop bottles, make it rain
Every night, it's all the same
Hit the club, hit the after party
Then we hit the plane
Come in the club like who that dat
I'ma break it down, how you do that dat
Couple more shots, watch you move that back
Skinny pockets on smokers and mula fat
Big bad, we on top
Live life like a green light, we don't stop
Grow on tree, baby, we got crop
Then we got this club on lock
The club is really dope
And I'm drinkin' something, feelin' alright
Alright
All these ladies come around
Watch me break it down
Oh, all night
All night
Pop bottles, make it rain
Every night, it's all the same
Hit the club, hit the after party
Then we hit the plane
Pop bottles, make it rain
Every night, it's all the same
Hit the club, hit the after party
Then we
Now put your hands in the sky
If you wanna get drunk tonight
And wave them side to side if you love the sound
Now put your hands in the sky
If you wanna get drunk tonight
And wave them side to side if you wanna get out
The club is really jumpin'
Jumpin', jumpin'
The music's really pumpin'
Jumpin', pumpin'
The club is really jumpin'
Jumpin', jumpin'
The fire, put your hands up

Pop bottles make it, make it rain
Rain, it's all the same
Every night, it's all the same
Pop bottles, make it rain
Every night, it's all the same
Everything's on fire
Hit the club, hit the after party
Then we, yeah we, and we
Sing that motherf....
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Bring it up
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Oh, let's go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go
I'm bringing out