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Hustle Gang

Champagne Room

 

Champagne Room

(album: G.D.O.D. II - 2014)


I see her every night at a quarter past two
I can see it in her eyes, that she need love too
Red and purple lights keep on flashing on you
She keep me up all night in the champagne
In the champagne room
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bich, pop me a bottle

She say "you only fuck with strippers on the stage, right?"
Na, I just don't like bitches with stage fright
She hating on the way you moving
She just jealous of you cause she couldn't do it herself
But she was dealt the cards she was dealt
See it in your eyes, the pain that you felt
Still you get right on stage when you step
The lights hit your thighs just right, you move left
And then you move right, then you move left
Tonight I'm with the ladies, tonight I'm Hue Hef
See them bands fly inside, and you melt
A sign that you might, could buy a new whip
I don't know what it is but I love it
Third time this week, don't judge me
We up all night on champagne
And she up all night to get lucky

I see her every night at a quarter past two
I can see it in her eyes, that she need love too
Red and purple lights keep on flashing on you
She keep me up all night in the champagne
In the champagne room
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bich, pop me a bottle

Seen you in passing, I had to ask
Would you get mad if I grabbed your ass?
It suprise me to see you laughing at me
You say you got a man, but you had to have me
Poppin bottles of the new Rosay, at the club,when it close, give me two more days
Interrupt a conversation, who is you, hoe? Hey
[?] go play
Tryna find a way to say "girl get out my face"
She ask me where the love, tell her not in my face (hey)
Stay fresh, so these bitches be choosing
Driving some shit you don't no where do you
Look like he be in the movie (what)
That's cause he be in the movie
Shooting the scene, in a bentley muscene, why wouldn't I buy her champagne

I see her every night at a quarter past two (you see)
I can see it in her eyes, that she need love too (I ask)
Red and purple lights keep on flashing on you (hey)
She keep me up all night in the champagne
In the champagne room
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bich, pop me a bottle

Standing on the couch like fuck the owner
Spot a bad bitch, you know I'm on her
Got a big booty and them thick thighs on her
Everybody in the club got their eyes on her
But shawty got a thang for me
I'm a real nigga, and it's her place to be
Fuck the champagne buckets and the skinny ass model
Pull the baddest bitch in here, tell my nigga holla

I see her every night at a quarter past two
I can see it in her eyes, that she need love too
Red and purple lights keep on flashing on you
She keep me up all night in the champagne
In the champagne room
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bich, pop me a bottle

This the chance of a lifetime (don't wanna pass this up)
We could make plans for the winter, take a trip, no priceline
When it's sunny overhere, we could [?]
Nigga used to just post on the corner selling dope, on the corner till it fell through the pipeline
New Benz, I gotta get the right kind
Smoking headband, sippin on white wine
In a room with a girl in her right mind
Every time I see her, it's the nighttime
She got a nigga in the street like the white line

I see her every night at a quarter past two
I can see it in her eyes, that she need love too
Red and purple lights keep on flashing on you
She keep me up all night in the champagne
In the champagne room
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Immafind me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bich, pop me a bottle

done

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