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Correct Champagne Wishlist Lyrics
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Vince Staples
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Correct Champagne Wishlist
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[Hook] Champagne Wishlist, Bad Hoes Smear that slipstick, Black Porsche Gt with stick shift Seat heaters, came wit' bisquick Break fast, stop a niggas lifeline Speed off, leave him dead at the red-light Tell them bitch ass niggas, get they bread right Or get they lead right Load up we out here erry night [Verse 1] Let me take you niggas back in the day When some niggas from my city claim east side pain It was like '08, sidekick '08s That we here for Filithyz made racks off robbery Ain't a nigga livin' stoppin' me Unless he poppin' me Momma said I lost the God in me ,My apology Live for takin' niggas property Gangsta heart in me Asking if the coppers follow me, Nigga probably But I ain't never been scared of a lil' swine Down to do a lil' time Gimme space to clear my mind Countin' up the sins of mine Ran outta hands and feet Holla' at me if you need the hands, i'll supply your need I need the cheese, like a dope man needs the fiend I don't believe anything' a nigga ever see The only thing that scaring me, is a better me So testin' me, you'll put your life in jeopardy [Hook] Champagne Wishlist, Bad Hoes Smear that slipstick, Black Porsche Gt with stick shift Seat heaters, came wit' bisquick Break fast, stop a niggas lifeline Speed off, leave him dead at the red-light Tell them bitch ass niggas, get they bread right Or get they lead right Load up we out here erry night [Verse 2] I introduce to you America's disaster Known as young black man wit'out a master Ain't signin' shit unless you givin niggas masters The old men in space that I roam ima blast em So try to play me and you kno' what's coming after A hit em with them yam, like lebron on the gather Never been a pacifist Blame it on my pastor When they tried to gimme ass to kiss I gave them automatics Makin' matters worse, every time I patch a verse Blame the FBI for the unsuspected death of mine Columbine, when it's chopper time Chopper, chop her down, chopper style Still a juvenile, but I'm runnin' wild
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