[Chorus: La Da Boomman]
Bottles poppin', models watchin'
Tell the DJ play my song now the club rockin'
Haters watchin', yeah we see your haters
We done ran outta bottles, someone call the waiter
We up in here, we up in here
We up in here, we up in here, yeah we up in here
We up in here, we up in here
We up in here, we up in here, yeah we up in here

[Verse 1: La Da Boomman]
Pull up to the club, its showtime
Got my team with me its go time
We walk straight through the line with no hesitation
We got bottles everywhere, its a celebration
Models to the right bouncers to the left
We’re ruling in this bitch I got to thank myself
All in V.I.P., I know you notice me
Hundred thousand work with juries is all over me
Haters in the crowd I see you watching us
But we’re steady making moves ain’t no stopping us
We’re on top ain’t no better feeling
And if you get it to the money throw it to the ceiling

[Chorus: La Da Boomman]
Bottles poppin', models watchin'
Tell the DJ play my song now the club rockin'
Hater watching, yea we see you hate
We done ran out of bottles, someone call the waiter
We up in here, we up in here
We up in here, we up in here, yeah we up in here
We up in here, we up in here
We up in here, we up in here, yeah we up in here
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz!
They say I run the streets I said I’m just jogging. Bought a foreclosed home, to use for a closet
If she fuck me good I might take her shopping
I have your pussy wet ‘cause I like mopping
Got her name in my phone under boo 2
And if my main lady find out, it's 'gon be boo hoo
Made her cry me a river like it was Timberlake
Let me see your hands if you get head on the Interstate
Turn the playfield around fools
I feed my girl maui maui til until she can’t move
And my applause? is the equivalent to Cancun and I’m the shit, I should record in the bathroom

[Chorus: La Da Boomman]
Bottles poppin' models watchin'
Tell that DJ song now the club rockin
Haters watching, yeah we see you hating
We done ran outta bottles, someone call the waiter
We up in here, we up in here, we up in here
We

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
Hello
We up in here
Diamonds white on white on white, I'm like a chandelier
Bottles poppin, [?] over here
DJ, bring that Gotti back, let's get it clear
Cocaine [?]
What the fuck you got a gun for, if you won't use it?
I want bad bitches only
Fell up in the club, 200 grand on me
Standing on the couches, like n***a, you don't want it
All white everything, I feel like Tony
[?] n***a, from the M to Atlanta
Getting gwop, selling blocks, in the club with my hammer
[Chorus: La Da Boomman]
Bottles poppin' models watchin'
Tell that DJ song now the club rockin
Haters watching, yeah we see you hating
We done ran outta bottles, someone call the waiter
We up in here, we up in here, we up in here
We