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Champagne (feat. Juicy J)

All my niggas still getting money, okay

Still be in the whole ain't no damn thang changed

When We first met you I ain't had too much to say

Now we in this club and you all up in my face

Cuz you came in here to make the make off with champagne wishes New car when I pull up

Looking for some type of way my nigga pull up

They always talk about it, but do nothing

We got the whole club, my nigga do something

I'm talking all these bottles, I been trapped out with it

Cash out money, man plan lets get it

Man you can't talk about it if you ain't really with it

Had feelings on my mind, ton of shit I'm living

All this mothafucking high fashion on me

Gonna be tripping when we in here, slowly

Can't afford it when it come to action, on me

Keep cool, when the nigga around him, OG's

Baby heard you ready for the fight night

Kevin hart in that pussy go night night

Anything after this, that's what I like

And your girlfriend too, that's the highlight

She just wanna know where her Taylor Tell em broke ass niggas, no I can't do them boys no fucking favors

Then we be fucking, we crashing on wall, we waking up neighbors

They hate on a nigga cuz I'm not here counting up all this paper, ya know it

All my niggas still getting money, okay

Still be in the whole ain't no damn thang changed

When We first met you I ain't had too much to say

Now we in this club and you all up in my face

Cuz you came in here to make the make off with champagne wishes I'm a shooting star, go ahead and make a wish

If ya ain't talking about no money, you ain't talking shit

Bad bitches, asking me to take a pick

We snap up, leave the club, then we make a flick

That's the shit my nigga don't babysit

Yellow diamonds looking like baby piss

Shawty pussy so wet I'ma take a dip

Smoking lettuce while I'm counting my chips

100 thousand dollars, nigga that's a paycheck

100 ace bottles, nigga that's a taste test

Parking lot at the crib and its looking like a race track

Shawty, she can't roll, unless her pussy waxed

All my niggas still getting money, okay

Still be in the whole ain't no damn thang changed

When We first met you I ain't had too much to say

Now we in this club and you all up in my face

Cuz you came in here to make the make off with champagne wishes

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