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letra de champagne papi - mook tbg

[intro]
ooh, ooh
ooh, ooh
woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah
yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (ooh)
woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah
yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (ooh)
(jeff on the beat go crazy)

[chorus]
my dawg lost his life, it was bloodshed (bloodshed)
and lately, i been havin’ heart aches, i’m just honest (i’m just honest)
gotta go and get it, you want it
takin’ drugs, we up to the mornin’ (to the mornin’ time)
f-ck that money, buy her what she wanted (buy her what she wanted)
f-ck her, fall asleep, i still got it on me (got it on me)
can’t tell it it’s real til’ it’s r.i.p (til’ it’s r.i.p)
all that fake love swеar that’s all i see (all i see)

[verse 1]
i’ve been focused on myself, til’ i d.i.e (d.i.e)
n-gga think hе hard as me, give me that beat, i eat (woah, woah)
my b-tch from georgia, hit my line wanna see ’bout me (woah)
pretty face, but she look young, might need to see i.d (hold up)
who keep bringing him around? put that lil’ bread down (oh boy)
what’s a king without a crown, turn ’em upside down (woah)
and i still can’t give you dap, put you hand back down (d-mn)
all that talkin’ on a app, hear them (aah, aah) sounds
louis luggage for a feature, you can’t talk that down (no)
i can’t hear ’em when they talk, i hear (blah, blah) sounds
all these n-ggas is my kids, that i just now found (d-mn)
r.i.p to all them n-ggas, that ain’t come back ’round
[chorus]
my dawg lost his life, it was bloodshed (bloodshed)
and lately, i been havin’ heart aches, i’m just honest (i’m just honest)
gotta go and get it, you want it
takin’ drugs, we up to the mornin’ (to the mornin’ time)
f-ck that money, buy her what she wanted (buy her what she wanted)
f-ck her, fall asleep, i still got it on me (got it on me)
can’t tell it it’s real til’ it’s r.i.p (til’ it’s r.i.p)
all that fake love, swear that’s all i see (all i see)

[verse 2]
i been losin’ friends or they all dead (woah)
order that new whip from the dealer, cop it all red (woah, woah)
i’m just glad my n-gga spark home, he then went fed
now i’m finally richer than my teacher, with her phony ass
i ain’t got no sympathy in my heart, we built to last
wake up spent a hunnid’ by tonight, i make it back
we outside, but we don’t go outside, we got paid for that
walk outside to take the trash out, we got straps for that (baow)

- mook tbg

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