The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models (uh-huh)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah
Okay, start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Pour it on the models, "shut up bitch, swallow" (haha)
If you can't swallow, shut up, bitch, gargle (ya dig?)
Straight up out that water with my Marc Jacobs goggles (nigga, I'm)
Fresher than a motherfucker, yep, I'm a motherfucker
No, I wouldn't take your girl, but I'll sure take her tongue from her
Can't you tell I'm in love, woman, like no other woman
Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman (my bad)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models (uh-huh)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I be J.R-ah
Now as I recline behind my desk
I ain't got a lot of Nikes, but I got a lot of checks (money)
Got my own shoe, brand new on the set (on the set)
Went from sittin' in a cell to sittin' on a jet (believe that)
From shittin' in a cell to shittin' on a jet
I lost too many friends, but I won too many bets (too many bets)
I made too much money, I ain't make enough yet
So I scratched and yes, Jr. is the best (shawty)
So many niggas from my hood on they back (on they back)
So many niggas from your hood on they back (on they back)
That's why we so paid and it be like that
I'd rather pop a bottle before I pop a gat, yeah
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models (well, uh-huh)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah
Yeah, only sippin' red champagne
White tee, red hat, red bandanna (believe that)
Uptown, choppers for companions (for companions)
Fuckin' with the Birdman, we choppin' your companion
Fuckin' with my son and we run up in your mansion
Chopper make music, bitch, start dancin' (start dancin')
Stunna Man back, so you know the circumstances
And I'm cookin' up Tha Carter III, no advances (C3, young'n)
All my cars automated, automatic
No lie, we don't even drive no Aston
Uptown, we packin' and we stackin' (believe that)
Young Money, Cash Money, we the champions (yeah)
You already know what it is (yeah)
Stunna Man (Stunna Man), Jr. (what up, yo?)
We bounce back like that (uh-huh)
We get meals with the mills, baby (yeah)
The last mob, it's M-O-B, baby, one hunnid
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah, ya dig?
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models (uh-huh)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah
Okay, start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Pour it on the models, "shut up bitch, swallow" (haha)
If you can't swallow, shut up, bitch, gargle (ya dig?)
Straight up out that water with my Marc Jacobs goggles (nigga, I'm)
Fresher than a motherfucker, yep, I'm a motherfucker
No, I wouldn't take your girl, but I'll sure take her tongue from her
Can't you tell I'm in love, woman, like no other woman
Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman (my bad)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models (uh-huh)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I be J.R-ah
Now as I recline behind my desk
I ain't got a lot of Nikes, but I got a lot of checks (money)
Got my own shoe, brand new on the set (on the set)
Went from sittin' in a cell to sittin' on a jet (believe that)
From shittin' in a cell to shittin' on a jet
I lost too many friends, but I won too many bets (too many bets)
I made too much money, I ain't make enough yet
So I scratched and yes, Jr. is the best (shawty)
So many niggas from my hood on they back (on they back)
So many niggas from your hood on they back (on they back)
That's why we so paid and it be like that
I'd rather pop a bottle before I pop a gat, yeah
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models (well, uh-huh)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (yeah)
Flirt with the hood rats, then pop models
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah
Yeah, only sippin' red champagne
White tee, red hat, red bandanna (believe that)
Uptown, choppers for companions (for companions)
Fuckin' with the Birdman, we choppin' your companion
Fuckin' with my son and we run up in your mansion
Chopper make music, bitch, start dancin' (start dancin')
Stunna Man back, so you know the circumstances
And I'm cookin' up Tha Carter III, no advances (C3, young'n)
All my cars automated, automatic
No lie, we don't even drive no Aston
Uptown, we packin' and we stackin' (believe that)
Young Money, Cash Money, we the champions (yeah)
You already know what it is (yeah)
Stunna Man (Stunna Man), Jr. (what up, yo?)
We bounce back like that (uh-huh)
We get meals with the mills, baby (yeah)
The last mob, it's M-O-B, baby, one hunnid
Okay, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
'Cause I ball hard, no, bitch, we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R-ah, ya dig?
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Pop Bottles Lyrics as written by Dwayne Carter Wayne Brown
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