CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Champagne & a Stripper
Yeah
Champagne Files
We ain't gon' waste no time
Uh, yeah
I got this lil bad thing naturally bad with no booty shots
Real hair, making all the paper in the shaking spots
To be a trophy b*t*h but a manage now
She gotta do what she gotta do to knock them bills down
I never really seen mama out and about
So when I did I pulled up on her and I shot my shot
Got 'em maneuvering the city, she high
Pretty chinky eyes, she locked and focused on the prize
I can't knock off the grind, I respect [?]
Smoked her out then dropped hеr off at the club around nine
Slide
Months latеr she seen my focus, I'm tryna help me grow it
she bringing way more hoes
That's bringing way more dough in
My Wraith doors open that way
Listening to 2 Chains, got my watch and a few rings
Me and mami, we moving onto better things
We four bad b*t*hes deep in the range, it ain't a game
She still loyal to me, you know, pulling the strings
She a PYT, she got everything the game
And around [?] another chicken-headed lame
I got mami working on her aim, bang
Garbage bag, forty thousand dollars cash when she came home
We count it up and popped some champagne homes
East Side
Champagne Files
Champagne Files
We ain't gon' waste no time
Uh, yeah
I got this lil bad thing naturally bad with no booty shots
Real hair, making all the paper in the shaking spots
To be a trophy b*t*h but a manage now
She gotta do what she gotta do to knock them bills down
I never really seen mama out and about
So when I did I pulled up on her and I shot my shot
Got 'em maneuvering the city, she high
Pretty chinky eyes, she locked and focused on the prize
I can't knock off the grind, I respect [?]
Smoked her out then dropped hеr off at the club around nine
Slide
Months latеr she seen my focus, I'm tryna help me grow it
she bringing way more hoes
That's bringing way more dough in
My Wraith doors open that way
Listening to 2 Chains, got my watch and a few rings
Me and mami, we moving onto better things
We four bad b*t*hes deep in the range, it ain't a game
She still loyal to me, you know, pulling the strings
She a PYT, she got everything the game
And around [?] another chicken-headed lame
I got mami working on her aim, bang
Garbage bag, forty thousand dollars cash when she came home
We count it up and popped some champagne homes
East Side
Champagne Files
