Bring some more bottles of that champagne
She twerk it slow
Then she drop it low
Yeah I like that
She gone throw it back
I'm a beat it up
I'm a fight that
That cherry sweet
I need a piece
I'm a bite that
I'm a pop a band
She do a dance
Oh you'll like that
Yeah you'd like that
I'm grinding
I'm grinding
Don't you see me grinding
I'm shining
I'm shining
Don't you see these diamonds
Come and ride with a nigga like
Me
She too cold
Threw my ice on
It made her freeze
She all about them dollars
She don't ever work for free
She keep her pussy clean
She might slide if you pay the fee
I need a bottle of that champagne
She hit the pole
Bust a split
Then I make it rain
Aye
I think we need a little more champagne
Champagne
For the hoes
All for the hoes though
We threw all this money on the damn floor
Money on the damn floor
For the hoes
It's clear to see
We don't give a f*ck
It's just charity
That rent money right there
Car note right there
Your hair and nails right there
Your wardrobe right there
Your gas bill right there
Your light bill right there
Your cellphone
Shit
Money ain't a thang
And I think we need a little more champagne
She like 5 feet
Ass fat
And matter fact
That ass is obese
Got it clapping in my face
Like she applaud me
Bust it open like a door
And she the police
I should ask her for a warrant
Up in DC
We in Stadium
We balling like we athletes
I got a thing for Storm Cavalli mane
She earn that
She be twerking
Got me thinking
Where she learn that
Where's bottle service when you need em
We need champagne
Rose
Gold bottles
Black bottles
That's Ace of Spades
Belair
White hoes
Black models
Ugh
Got it looking like they f*cking levy broke
Flood the club with all these ones
Aye
I think we need a little more champagne
Champagne
For the hoes
All for the hoes though
We threw all this money on the damn floor
Money on the damn floor
For the hoes
It's clear to see
We don't give a f*ck
It's just charity
That rent money right there
Car note right there
Your hair and nails right there
Your wardrobe right there
Your gas bill right there
Your light bill right there
Your cellphone
Shit
Money ain't a thang
And I think we need a little more champagne
NameNada X L.Carter - Stadium(for the Hoes) [feat. Will Blaze] Lyrics
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Bring some more bottles of that champagne
She twerk it slow
Then she drop it low
Yeah I like that
She gone throw it back
I'm a beat it up
I'm a fight that
That cherry sweet
I need a piece
I'm a bite that
I'm a pop a band
She do a dance
Oh you'll like that
Yeah you'd like that
I'm grinding
I'm grinding
Don't you see me grinding
I'm shining
I'm shining
Don't you see these diamonds
Come and ride with a nigga like
Me
She too cold
Threw my ice on
It made her freeze
She all about them dollars
She don't ever work for free
She keep her pussy clean
She might slide if you pay the fee
I need a bottle of that champagne
She hit the pole
Bust a split
Then I make it rain
Aye
I think we need a little more champagne
Champagne
For the hoes
All for the hoes though
We threw all this money on the damn floor
Money on the damn floor
For the hoes
It's clear to see
We don't give a f*ck
It's just charity
That rent money right there
Car note right there
Your hair and nails right there
Your wardrobe right there
Your gas bill right there
Your light bill right there
Your cellphone
Shit
Money ain't a thang
And I think we need a little more champagne
She like 5 feet
Ass fat
And matter fact
That ass is obese
Got it clapping in my face
Like she applaud me
Bust it open like a door
And she the police
I should ask her for a warrant
Up in DC
We in Stadium
We balling like we athletes
I got a thing for Storm Cavalli mane
She earn that
She be twerking
Got me thinking
Where she learn that
Where's bottle service when you need em
We need champagne
Rose
Gold bottles
Black bottles
That's Ace of Spades
Belair
White hoes
Black models
Ugh
Got it looking like they f*cking levy broke
Flood the club with all these ones
Aye
I think we need a little more champagne
Champagne
For the hoes
All for the hoes though
We threw all this money on the damn floor
Money on the damn floor
For the hoes
It's clear to see
We don't give a f*ck
It's just charity
That rent money right there
Car note right there
Your hair and nails right there
Your wardrobe right there
Your gas bill right there
Your light bill right there
Your cellphone
Shit
Money ain't a thang
And I think we need a little more champagne
She twerk it slow
Then she drop it low
Yeah I like that
She gone throw it back
I'm a beat it up
I'm a fight that
That cherry sweet
I need a piece
I'm a bite that
I'm a pop a band
She do a dance
Oh you'll like that
Yeah you'd like that
I'm grinding
I'm grinding
Don't you see me grinding
I'm shining
I'm shining
Don't you see these diamonds
Come and ride with a nigga like
Me
She too cold
Threw my ice on
It made her freeze
She all about them dollars
She don't ever work for free
She keep her pussy clean
She might slide if you pay the fee
I need a bottle of that champagne
She hit the pole
Bust a split
Then I make it rain
Aye
I think we need a little more champagne
Champagne
For the hoes
All for the hoes though
We threw all this money on the damn floor
Money on the damn floor
For the hoes
It's clear to see
We don't give a f*ck
It's just charity
That rent money right there
Car note right there
Your hair and nails right there
Your wardrobe right there
Your gas bill right there
Your light bill right there
Your cellphone
Shit
Money ain't a thang
And I think we need a little more champagne
She like 5 feet
Ass fat
And matter fact
That ass is obese
Got it clapping in my face
Like she applaud me
Bust it open like a door
And she the police
I should ask her for a warrant
Up in DC
We in Stadium
We balling like we athletes
I got a thing for Storm Cavalli mane
She earn that
She be twerking
Got me thinking
Where she learn that
Where's bottle service when you need em
We need champagne
Rose
Gold bottles
Black bottles
That's Ace of Spades
Belair
White hoes
Black models
Ugh
Got it looking like they f*cking levy broke
Flood the club with all these ones
Aye
I think we need a little more champagne
Champagne
For the hoes
All for the hoes though
We threw all this money on the damn floor
Money on the damn floor
For the hoes
It's clear to see
We don't give a f*ck
It's just charity
That rent money right there
Car note right there
Your hair and nails right there
Your wardrobe right there
Your gas bill right there
Your light bill right there
Your cellphone
Shit
Money ain't a thang
And I think we need a little more champagne
Writer: Kaelin Milton, London Carter, William Sowell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid