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one (tryl & kane) - champagne lyrics

[intro: tryl]
yeah, uh huh
this that party song yeah
cc humps, kane, tom and tryl
when we in the club yeah we keep it real
yeah, uh huh
party time
uh huh, uh huh yeah
you’ll hear this in all the clubs
yup, cool, alright here i go

[verse 1: tryl]
i walk in the club
what? i meant the studio
rap is what i love
while i’m kissing don julio
the b-tches give me hugs
what rhymes with julio?
ohhhhhh
every time when i drink champagne
i party all night and all day
every time when i drink champagne
i party with clay, tom and kane
you know what i’m saying?
get out our way
we don’t got time to play
it’s the champagne boys
no we’re not g-y
but we poppin’ bottles open
it gets the ladies soaking
you can bet your bottom dollar
that i be getting ladies hoping to get with me
you know i ain’t joking
when we drink champagne out on the dance floor
chicka-chicka
time to switch the rhyme
drink champagne
and you know it’s time
just ask kane to party like its ’99
uh, yeah, uh

[verse 2: tommy gun]
it’s time to party
going rampage
why have bacardi when there is champagne?
let’s get started
get the cork on the floor
drink a little more
this is just like before
when the party is over
we must re-arrange
people p-ssed out on the floor
looking deranged
let’s get started
hit a new low
cleaning all this junk
it’s gonna be good yo

[verse 3: cc humps]
now let’s take a trip
down memory lane
drinking champagne
with tryl, tom and kane
it get’s real crazy
yeah we go insane
cause if you lose nothing you got nothing to gain
get the new year celebration
through the nation
get to drink champagne
so i can’t wait then
yeah my name is clayton
but you can call me cc humps
get that booty shaking
i ain’t faking
champagne drink invasion
this is the club hit
showing women love sh-t
when i’m rolling through the town
people give me love b-tch
this is what i’m rolling with
champagne this is it
cc humps was here
and now i’m leaving it

[verse 4: kane]
kane likes the pep you see?
i wouldn’t want the c0ke to take the best of me
like my man farley
we don’t get there tardy
we impact largely
we make gl-sses become hollow
or straight from the bottle
girls so shallow
they gotta drown in a cup
can someone tell me what is enough
i need to measure ‘fore my brain erupts
we’re pouring insane bucks
grind on our trucks
it is not luck
and we give no reason
our styles are just in season
ain’t got a good sense of smell
but i think i can tell
there’s someone in the back setting a spell
i don’t know what his name maybe michael miguel
i’m getting outta here ‘fore it turns to h-ll
i don’t know what he’s wishing
but i grab the ‘nition
whatever his mission
but i’m not gonna let him finish
take the barrel and i’mma let him listen
give him a lesson
from the sounds of led from zeppelin

[outro: tryl (all)]
whoa you’ve been drinking too much champagne clayton
(champagne)

- one tryl kane lyrics

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