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letra de champagne - jay wood

(intro)
woooooo
aye, aye , aye
woo, uh, aye , ohhhh aye
yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah uh
yeah
swivel on the block it get hot
it get hot
it get hot

(hook)
look ma no hands i’m too hot to handle
the times in the dark do not hold a candle
to the diamonds in the light , hang off of the chandelier
like glasses up (glasses up)
glasses up

dropped my dumb broads my chicks work on they doctorate
sumna cum laude lil b-tch i need the top to it
combing through flock expose the fake and fraudulent
like class is up
class is up

(verse 1)
2020 vision onna d-mn gang i should run a prеsident campaign
pour a glass of champaign waiter say wizzle u doing thе d-mn thing
can’t slide to my crib if u can’t up a bill for the valet
brand new floors gotta walk on yo toes lil b-tch do ballet
i can’t find my balance
i gotta make these b-tches say my name like i ain’t absent
some bunnies for the carrots
while i’m getting to the cabbage
gotta make a mil then another meal imma savage
and i’m hungry so ready wya let’s get at it

put the planet on my back for the aesthetic b-tch i’m atlas

(hook)

(verse 2)
midas touch , i got the brightest touch , my n-gga yo time is up
on the mezzanine , i look like a d-mn machine, put that on everything
baby stay awake , if i call it better ring , just take of yo wedding ring
f-ck what ya heard about
she got that word of mouth
i swear she ain’t said a thing its like
shhhhhhhhhh
house so big i can get lost in my own sh-t
gotta kiosk for yo momma she can pull up if she want her phone fixed
looked in the mirror and i new i was chosen n-gga it was 06
packed up for school hit the road and i been back but i been home since

(verse 3)
i got an emergency
n-ggas never heard of me
that’s why i gotta burna boy
whip the work the toolie turn the heat
it be n-ggas on the corner, foreigners
i can pass because they permit me
it ain’t no debate we be straight like a mf perm and leave
therms and thieves
be tryna get in crying and b-tching
need a barcode like hit man
im wit the whole squad and 6th man tryna get like
this man that’s
gone be
time commitment
i’m 2 23’s like
melly , blowing
up my tellyyyy
but really
that line restricted
got a lil shordie beded
tell her break a legeg
i ain’t really trying to kick it
ayeee

- jay wood

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