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champagne937 – topic of discussion lyrics

champagne the topic of discussion
straight off the muscle, can’t hate on my hustle
i met ya b-tch an i buss her
i gave her straight d-ck wit no cuddle
she she love me

jetway

who else you know never rapped in his life jumped on the mic an that n-gga can spit (me)
who else you know let you cap on the gram – still beat yo -ss -an then hit yo b-tch (me)
hit from the back while i play wit her cl-t
the p-ssy was trash
she was jus on the list
i got neighborhood worried cause they heard that i’m home an they know a young n-gga lit
s/o to dingle + s/o the sigmas
you talking bout b-tches we handelin business

walked in with her man n chose with the quickness
i hollered at keke you got in yo feelings
you claim you got hoes n-gga why is you trippin
cause champagne ambitious an drippin viscious
2 hands on your heart boy you doin the shiggy
i’m talkin to you if you think the show fitted
b-tch

put that sh-t on kellah and kyllah
connect wit yo b-tch like she wifi
threw me top on the way to a island
i’ll slap the sh-t out a n-gga just talkin
i’m in the field like i’m bryan dawkins
all of the real n-ggas know i’m legit
i know that you hearing this momma don’t worry them n-ggas soft
that n-ggas a b-tch
all money in
i drop 60 like russell
i hussle
i hussle
like nip
f-ck living basic i’m taking the risk
f-ck what they saying i’m talking my sh-t
pull up stingray ion need me no tint
dance with the devil
s/o nikki sixx
jet way the crue
an i’m leading like vince
n-gga i’m finished come pick up ya b-tch

champagne the topic of discussion
straight off the muscle, can’t hate on my hustle
i met ya b-tch an i buss her
i gave her straight d-ck wit no cuddle
she she love me
an i put it all on the line – everytime man i came out the struggle
i’m dunking on n-ggas like tracy mcgrady
then brush my shoulders off like that sh-t ain’t nothing
i play with bands baby check my percussion
i hit the game so hard it caught a concussion
catch me in frankfort just chillin
we at tierra linda
eatin steak n onions
an i don’t wanna hear that’s yo b-tch
cause she wasn’t yo girl when she gave me her number
i hit her outside on my balcony she screaming too loud she screaming she c-min
an i just got off the phone with kellah
my lil sis crazy she know that i love her
an i just gotta present from brandon
he told me don’t me swipe just punch up the numbers
one word of advice if you seen a b-tch on ig you lovin’ i probably done f-cked her
you don’t gotta ask me my name yea it’s champagne
i’m poppin i’m bubblin
b-tch
who else you know never rapped in his life jumped on the mic an that n-gga can spit (me)
who else you know let you cap on the gram – still beat yo -ss -an then hit yo b-tch (me)

b-tch
champagne ain’t playing no games
you n-ggas know that i’m wit it
ran up them digits -then iced out my sister
flyer then us n-gga don’t be ridiculous
(how you hate from the couch)
better log onto spirit
won’t tell you no lies imma keep consistent
murdeded my pops i know that you did it
life been kinda gravy i peeped how you livin
k!lled in december imagine my christmas

jus saw you thanksgiving
f-ck all of you n-ggas
hating a sickness an god is my witness
you heard it’s mike simpson- the boys in the building
pulled up in a bentley the latest edition
i’m down in the books i’m talking bout guinness m
i’m back in the city let’s see if you wit it
that cap in ya captions we’ll pay you a visit
i’m packin’ a mac n-gga let’s talk precision
you start it. you finish no playing the victim
b-tch

champagne the topic of discussion
straight off the muscle, can’t hate on my hustle
i met ya b-tch an i buss her
i gave her straight d-ck wit no cuddle
she she love me
an i put it all on the line – everytime man i cane out the struggle
ran this sh-t up like i’m manning or brady
then brush my shoulders off like that sh-t ain’t nothing
i play with bands baby check my percussion
i hit the game so hard it caught a concussion
catch me in frankfort just chillin
we at tierra linda
eatin steak n onions
an i don’t wanna hear that’s yo b-tch
cause she wasn’t yo girl when she gave me her number
i hit her outside on my balcony she screaming too loud she screaming she c-min
an i just got off the phone w/ kellah
my lil sis crazy she know that i love her
an i just gotta present from tyler
he told me don’t me swipe just punch up the numbers
one word of advice if you seen a b-tch on ig you lovin’ i probably done f-cked her
you don’t gotta ask me my name yea it’s champagne i’m poppin i’m bubbling
b-tch

- champagne937 lyrics

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