Ducky Smallz - Champagne 4 The Pain lyrics
rate me(Feat. Dap)
2 x Hook:
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
Straight from the place, we’ll be dodge all the snakes
Prayin’ for my niggas in the fast in the states
Gotta be strong, no, gotta lead the way
Pouring out this dime for my niggas at the gate
See so many tears out their cry, out the lay
My hood is a trap that I’m tryin to stay
Can’t tell my back, ‘cause I’ve never been fake,
My hand on my strap ‘cause I gotta stay safe,
So my niggas just pass that,
My nigga with my glass at,
The ross and the clicko got me in the zone
With young nigga really won’t spass at,
I’m not tryin to back at, find a nigga with them racks at
Bet it all no black jet, talking numbers need Nash that,
Type of shit, make me flash back,
When I come the first night pack,
Real niggas never turn red, real niggas better ask that
No cars have to trap that, same clear with my class at
Gotta come up for niggas locked up when the box
For the times we can’t get back.
2 x Hook:
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain, oh oh
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain, oh
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain, oh oh
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain, oh
[Dap:]
Fast cane through grab all my dues
Tryin’ to turn my hood to a bendo ..
Came round, tell the kids stay down
Till they sound like they all lot of ..
Tryin’ to post it on our RP, all my IG
Tryin to see until their Benz, tryin to see come through
Tryin’ to see my city on the first 48,
Tryin to see street nigga, certify for the state,
So .. champagne 4 the pain
We let to came the nigga
Bet she got a bad body and she got a brain
Told her to educate her, and now the shit get live when we show up
Search and live like we ‘bout to blow up,
Rosy, am I f*ck with duck?
F*ck you nigga, don’t f*ck with us,
Excuse me waitress, can’t take one of these bottles up and insist
Got glasses and them niggas with,
Got hatred on their faces, ‘cause they wish they could trade places
So they mad ‘cause they can’t take it,
‘cause at least I can do for the lames,
Give a champagne 4 the pain, nigga
For the pain, for the pain.
2 x Hook:
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
Champagne 4 the pain, champagne 4 the pain
