Lyrics : Poppin Bottles

We be up in the club
Poppin' bottles like what
Ya, we don't give a f**k
Why these lames lookin' rough
I stay so fresh
Ain't nothing but the best
I'm in my own lane
Sh*t, I run this game

Leftcheek and Rightcheek, you know that we do this
We got the crowd moving, your boyfriend, he choosin'
Your main hoe, she loosin'; we grindin', we on top
Left cheek right cheek; wop, then make it drop
Almost to the top, no, we ain't finna stop
Grind seven days a week; yeah, the cheeks be on fleek
Post it up in V.I.P. with my squad gettin' geeked
Call it midgets in the game, you gon 'member our name

We be up in the club
Poppin' bottles like what
Ya, we don't give a f**k (uh huh)
Why these lames lookin' rough
I stay so fresh
Ain't nothing but the best
I'm in my own lane
Sh*t, I run this game

Right cheek and left cheek, watch us, make us drop
Watch us get the crowd jumpin' when we pull up to the spot
Like "woah" - who that, girl, I thought you knew that
That's Rightcheek and Leftcheek, boy, you should've knew that
I shake my a** from slow to fast, no white girl sh*t, no local trash
Best believe me when you see me
Got my b*t*h with me, that's my other half
Leftcheek and Rightcheek, we poppin' bottles, spendin' all the cash
Your b*t*h finna leave with me, 'cause she fell in love with the cheeks

We be up in the club
Poppin' bottles like what
Ya, we don't give a f**k (uh huh)
Why these lames lookin' rough
I stay so fresh
Ain't nothing but the best
I'm in my own lane
Sh*t, I run this game

Sh*t, I run this game