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Champagne Video (MV)




Performed By: Grioten
Featuring: 666SWISH
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: 666 Swish, Gabriel Rivera




Grioten - Champagne Lyrics
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[ Featuring 666SWISH ]

I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
You talk on my name then it finna get messy
I kick with the choppa but I am not messi
Chop chop on the bitch when I know you ain't ready
I'm giving you five nights, don't call me Freddie
I hop out the bed, with lead, I'm leaving you red
Swish eat up the beat, cause I never been fed
So much drip, need to learn how to tread
I dont f*ck with pussy, just give me the head
I don't f*ck with pussy, I don't f*ck with you
I'm eating ur sushi like this ratatouille
When we making movies, you are coming soon
Like, bitch I like booty and tits, not ur mood
I gotta goth bitch on my lap and she likes when I clap
Shorty so fine, don't care if she ran laps
Counting my guap with my homies intact
Pull up with the rookies if we in attack
I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
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I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
You talk on my name then it finna get messy
I kick with the choppa but I am not messi
Chop chop on the bitch when I know you ain't ready
I'm giving you five nights, don't call me Freddie
I hop out the bed, with lead, I'm leaving you red
Swish eat up the beat, cause I never been fed
So much drip, need to learn how to tread
I dont f*ck with pussy, just give me the head
I don't f*ck with pussy, I don't f*ck with you
I'm eating ur sushi like this ratatouille
When we making movies, you are coming soon
Like, bitch I like booty and tits, not ur mood
I gotta goth bitch on my lap and she likes when I clap
Shorty so fine, don't care if she ran laps
Counting my guap with my homies intact
Pull up with the rookies if we in attack
I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
I'm sipping that champagne
Put you in a red frame
Bitch I be ballin' the way that my guap talk
If you want to talk, we can chop chop
Pull out the nine, that shit looking nice
I dipped it in ice, now the thots on my line
She says she loves me, I see dollar signs
You want me for life, I ran out of time
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Writer: 666 Swish, Gabriel Rivera
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Identity Music Ltd

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