Hell Razah

Hell Razah - Champagne Room lyrics

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(feat. Baghdad) 



[Sampled Woman] 

Make the bubbles on the glass of champagne 



[Chorus: Baghdad] 

Champagne, follow me 

Set them hot ass hoochies friend 

Bump in here without no beer 

Strip down to ya underwear 

Champagne, how ya wit me 

Party, get lovely 

Pop ya cork, straight support 

Can't woke up, BK, New York 



[Baghdad] 

Fill my cup, we drinks it up 

Chardanay, to the wins, throw it up 

By the fifth-fifties, Porgy picks it up 

Dance nigga didn't rob me up, feel my burner next to my nuts 

How to sneak that in when it was broken 

I told the bouncer it was used for strokin' 

And he let me in, a chug-a-lug thug from Geriga 

Order champagne, can't buy me love 

Just Cali's and the Moet drown in the clutch 

All in the ass like a rubber glove 

Let ya ice wink to the champagne thing, fresh wine 

sellers spend much cream 

Let's get this hoochie's staind, and make that coochie thing 



[Chorus: Hell Razah] 

Champagne, by the bar 

Shorties wanna drive my car 

If it's a party up in here 

Shorties shake ya derriere 

Champagne by the sea 

Shorty better follow me 

In the back of the club in the +Champagne Room+ 

Drinkin' up in V.I.P. 



[Hell Razah] 

Let the bottles pop, models watch 

Might get hit in the head wit the top 

That's why I'm hot, that's why you're not 

No hustlin' on my money spot, wreckage movin' by the stock 

Trade my chain for a glock, let me hear them bottles pop 

That Taffy Jay, that Pieron, shorty said "I'm very long" 

Rockin' the red cranberry thong 

Why a G, a GG, that champagne ain't not' to me 

Crush grapes, we ductape, niggas that front wit a thug face 

Niggas don't know how Crystal taste, til they get there money straight 

Move these flows, move these hoes, Moet in the studio 

At the show, get my dough, find me where them groupie go 

Champagne, by the bar, give me head up in the car 

Sean John to Andre, Victoria Secret lingerie 

Shorty so thick I wanna palm her legs, bust my jam like marmalade 

Train tickets I got for days, drink tiggets I got for days 



[Hook x2: Hell Razah & Baghdad] 

Champagne, follow me, to the bottom of the sea 

While you there, wash ya hair, and ya dirty underwear 



[Sampled Woman] 

Make the bubbles on the glass of champagne
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