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letra de champagne - lord d’andre

[hook 1]
i can’t even taste the s— i’m drinking on
how am i up? i don’t even know. i’m barely hanging on
i can’t even tell what’s really right or wrong
at this point, i’m just in my zone

[verse 1]
i can vibe all alone, i don’t need no help
i don’t need n0body else, i’ll count these racks all by myself
lethal weapon on me like my name was danny glover
i would hate to have to put you under (oh no)
a real n—- once told me something i can’t even say
it wouldn’t matter to you anyway, cause you can’t even relate
i remember those days i was lost tryna’ make a way
now i’m paid, and this calls for a toast so

[bridge 1]
pour the champagne

[verse 2]
diamond pinky ring n—-
i look like a l!ck
dripping like some ice cream n—-
flashy like a pic
i get more head than a pick
no corona, i’m so sick
i bossed up and went legit
now i’m lit
middle finger to the system
f— you and who coming with you
my name lord, they think i’m spiritual
they think i’m doing rituals
i got this money now, and it’s a miracle
and this calls for a toast so
pour the champagne
[bridge 2]
pour the champagne, pour the champagne
pour the champagne, pour the champagne

[hook 2]
i can’t even taste the s— i’m drinking on
how am i up? i don’t even know. i’m barely hanging on
i can’t even tell what’s really right or wrong
at this point, i’m just in my zone
i can vibe all alone, i don’t need no help
i don’t need n0body else, i’ll count these racks all by myself
i remember being stuck, now all my n—-s up
and this calls for a toast so
pour the champagne

[verse 3: quacino ca$h]
pour it up, pour it up, let’s get litty
gotta watch my surroundings, i can’t get drunk and p-ssy
it goes down on the brown, she gone get more than tipsy
but the s— that’s in my cup, you gotta sippy sippy
‘drank in me
fetty wap sipping. say she want the remy
i been gone off the crown and the henny
you don’t need your hands just to feel me
do you feel me?
pop a xanny, i’m going to xan land
xiii ‘cino ca$h, he the xan man
rubber band man. i drop a band, man
and she know i do it better than the last can
your ex n—-. he trash can
[hook 3]
i can’t even taste the s— i’m drinking on
how am i up? i don’t even know. i’m barely hanging on
i can’t even tell what’s really right or wrong
at this point, i’m just in my zone

[bridge 3]
pour the champagne, pour the champagne
pour the champagne, pour the champagne

- lord dandre

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