TERMANOLOGY

TERMANOLOGY - Champagne Money lyrics

rate me

Shawty step in the club, with her chest all popping out

Red lipstick, red dress and red bottoms on

She go to college but she bartends

Stay attracted to hustlers and carlsmen

Tryina find a way out, but willing to wail out

Cause she ain’t figured it out yet

She got a little red dress, so fuck being depressed

She rockin that new outfit

Got your mind all stuck, but the mind know I’m buck

She looking for new outlets

But you can have her if you want, just treat her like a stunt

Right after you done stuntin

It’s all about the money maine

You could be an ugly maine, but you carry 20 grand

So of course you get love and ladies are rolling up

And willing to do anything

Cause they need their rend paid,

You willin to make it rain, while spillin your champagne

And she willing to change her name to whatever yours is

As long as she get a portion

And ladies got you on the radar,

They wanna start you a quasar

But I’d rather be a common by far

Sippin dom at the bar, throwin and peelin off

That’s why I got my shades on now

Even know it’s dark, cause I ain’t fuckin with y’all

That’s why I got my shades on now

Even know it’s dark, cause I ain’t fuckin with y’all

I can see, that you ain’t fooling me, no

I know just what is on your mind

Fronting like you want me, popping bottles spending money

Girl stop wasting my time

She love moer, rose and chardonay

But drake men alike, before you came in her life

Stomach feel tight, move feels right

Ass is ginormous, fellows is all on it

She got a body like marylin, lookin for a rich ass thug to play gentleman

You know the club full of tree and cocaine mountains

And ballers make champagne fountains

Looking for that fountain of youth

In her birthday suit, in the next man coup

See me I tell you the truth

Like paul peers publicist, mamies be in the club

With atitude on some other shit

Don’t trick never will, won’t sip, won’t kill

Go head take a sip

But this ain’t no crystile, it’s a 40 a bush and a whiskey nip, sorry

I can see, that you ain’t fooling me, no

I know just what is on your mind

Fronting like you want me, popping bottles spending money

Girl stop wasting my time.

That’s why I got my shades on now

Even know it’s dark, cause I ain’t fuckin with y’all

That’s why I got my shades on now

Even know it’s dark, cause I ain’t fuckin with y’all.

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