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[Hook]
Champagne for the pain
I’ve been blowin’ all this money, tell the niggas keep the change
I got girls doing girls
I’m a real motherfucker
Real niggas run the world hah
Everybody fuckin’ tonight
Everybody fuckin’ tonight
I got girls doing girls
I’m a real motherfucker
Real niggas run the world hah

[Verse 1]
Dear God, I’m a baller
Fuck a pretty girl, I don’t call ‘er
Smokin’ good, livin’ motherfuckin’ great
Me and my word are raw, and my liquor no chase
Bitch straight up, straight up look
I’ve just got my weight up
So when ‘er bussin’ for me she don’t tell me wait up
We smokin’ exotic, we stackin’ this profit
We runnin’ the streets, getting paper, be the topics
This the hood nigga
Why they judging me?
Hatin’ on me but the real niggas fuck with me
My lady said she don’t want no money, just time
Bullshit, my lawyer showed me money ‘bout time
I’ve been on the grind, paperflippin’ acrobatic
Fuck with bad boy, made sense mathematic
Hold up, I just seen a dealer in the mirror
Shorty pull your titties out for a belly dance nigga

[Hook]
Champagne for the pain
I’ve been blowin’ all this money, tell the niggas keep the change
I got girls doing girls
I’m a real motherfucker
Real niggas run the world hah
Everybody fuckin’ tonight
Everybody fuckin’ tonight
I got girls doing girls
I’m a real motherfucker
Real niggas run the world hah

[Verse 2]
I say now real niggas run the world, real hustlers run the girl
She rockin’ tequila all night til I fuck it up
Twirl the parkin’ lot, why you screaming? It’s the fuckin’ world
Worked out with them bricks, damn right, you know we like the cup
Short day, long nights, purr my baby long time
I be in the coupe, so much he sweatin’ for those old stripes
Make them boys stay the night, you could call it slumber party
Could be over any day, every night I’mma party
Every night I went so hard I almost died I swear to God
These niggas hood passing, checking out, yea I swear they froze
Pull up in that Mazzy, have mercy on them bitches
Keep a bottle water funny thirsty as bitches
All bullshit aside I used to hustle on the go
From the Bentley for the pantyhouse and guess who is the owner
These hatin’ ass niggas say something ‘bout nothing
Champagne for the pain tonight everybody fuckin’

[Hook]
Champagne for the pain
I’ve been blowin’ all this money, tell the niggas keep the change
I got girls doing girls
I’m a real motherfucker
Real niggas run the world hah
Everybody fuckin’ tonight
Everybody fuckin’ tonight
I got girls doing girls
I’m a real motherfucker
Real niggas run the world hah

Straight up, straight up...



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