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letra de milly - champagne manziel

(intro) champagne
b-tch
new sa sh-t
money manziel
champagne don’t hit em’ with that lane switch
mud money in this b-tch
look
ay
yeah

(hook) champagne

n-ggas said they wanna milli but i swear i want more
big body benz i won’t share with no hoe
and manziel he go blow like he propane
he a fiend for that loot yeah he need that f-ckin dough
trapped chips out the six
i can’t do it no more
i’m off the gx champagne he on go
yeah i’m nice with the music you can’t steal this flow
(verse)
on the road to the bag
hottest in the city i dont mean to f-ck brag
lil b-tch whatchu on?
yeah i taxin for a feature i don’t wanna be on your song
dropped one track
now i’m next up
new sa yeah the label we the best up
and you music flop so you stressin
and champagne for the city he a blessin
you switched up cuz i got bigger
money manziel earn your stripes call me tigger
yeah yo b-tch she a hoe so i had to hit her
said you lame, wanna f-ck wit a f-ckin winner ?
on my soul ima demon ima f-ckin sinner
hottest in the city got you so f-ckin bitter
b-tch i’m shinin like a star
all my n-ggas otx off the f-ckin bars
(hook) champagne
n-ggas said they wanna milli but i swear i want more
big body benz i won’t share with no hoe
and manziel he go blow like he propane
he a fiend for that loot yeah he need that f-ckin dough
trapped out the six?
lil n-gga don’t get caught up in the mix
yo b-tch f-ck wit me she’s asking me for fl!cks
you a silly n-gga you a mf trick

tk trifflan (verse)

you a trick you a b-tch
yeah we roll up in yo sh-t
h-ll naw i ain’t drake but i’m runnin w my 6
every n-gga got a bl!ck
and you know we got them sticks
you b-tch she a hoe she gon swallow and spit
all this sh-ts got me goin insane
i’m a boss and they wonder why i got all these chains
she like when i blow out her brains
don’t be mad at me be
mad at the game

16bussinbandz
(verse)
need big gas give me two racks
young ten bands throw a stack on his b-tch ass
you a trick baby
i know her mans hate me
n-ggas wanna talk money tell them n-ggas pay me
ayyy
when i shoot i won’t miss
flexed up drippin when i bust on a b-tch
like a menace to your (?) yeah i’m doin what i spit
speaking on my city we gon put him in a spliff ay
n-ggas said they wanna milli but i swear i want more
big body benz i won’t share with no hoe
and manziel he go blow like he propane
he a fiend for that loot yeah he need that f-ckin dough
trapped chips out the six
lil n-gga don’t get caught up in the mix
yo b-tch f-ck wit me she’s asking me for fl!cks
you a silly n-gga you a mf trick

you a trick n-gga

- champagne manziel

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