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Red Cafe - Текст песни Champagne For The Pain
[Hook]
 Champagne for the pain
 I've been blowing all this money
 Tell 'em n*ggas keep the change
 I got girls doing girls
 I'm a real motherf*cker
 Real n*ggas run the world ah
 Everybody f*cking tonight
 Everybody f*cking tonight
 I got girls doing girls
 I'm a real motherf*cker
 Real n*ggas run the world ah
 [Verse 1: Red Cafe]
 Dear God, I'm a baller
 F*ck a pretty girl, I don't call her
 Smoking good, living motherf*cking great
 Me and my word are raw, and my liquor no chase
 B*tch straight up, straight up look I've just got my weight up
 So when I tell her buss it for me she don't tell me wait up
 We smoking exotic, we stacking this profit
 We running the streets, getting paper, be the topic
 This the hood n*gga, why they judging me?
 Hating on me but the real n*ggas f*ck with me
 My lady said she don't want no money, just time
 Bullsh*t, my lawyer showed me money buy time
 I've been on the grind, paper-flipping acrobatic
 F*ck with bad boy, made sense mathematical
 Hold up, I just seen a dealer in the mirror
 Shawty pull your titties out for a bad ass n*gga
 [Hook]
 Champagne for the pain
 I've been blowing all this money
 Tell 'em n*ggas keep the change
 I got girls doing girls
 I'm a real motherf*cker
 Real n*ggas run the world ah
 Everybody f*cking tonight
 Everybody f*cking tonight
 I got girls doing girlsRed Cafe - Champagne For The Pain - http://ru.motolyrics.com/red-cafe/champagne-for-the-pain-lyrics.html
 I'm a real motherf*cker
 Real n*ggas run the world ah
 [Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
 I say now real n*ggas run the world, real hustlers run the girl
 She rocking tequila all night till I f*ck it up
 Twirl the parking lot, why you screaming? It's the f*cking world
 Worked out with them bricks, damn right, you know we like to curl
 Short day, long nights, purr my baby long time
 I be in the coupes, so much she sweating for those old stripes
 Make them boys stay the night, you can call it slumber party
 Could be over any day, every night I'ma party
 Last night I went so hard I almost died I swear to God
 These n*ggas hood passing, checking out, yea I swear they froze
 Pull up in that Murcie', have mercy on them b*tches
 Keep a bottle water for these thirsty ass b*tches
 All bullsh*t aside I used to hustle on the go
 Throw a milli for the penthouse and guess who is the owner
 These hating ass n*ggas say something about nothing
 Champagne for the pain tonight everybody f*cking
 [Hook]
 Champagne for the pain
 I've been blowing all this money
 Tell 'em n*ggas keep the change
 I got girls doing girls
 I'm a real motherf*cker
 Real n*ggas run the world ah
 Everybody f*cking tonight
 Everybody f*cking tonight
 I got girls doing girls
 I'm a real motherf*cker
 Real n*ggas run the world ah
 Real motherf*cker, straight up
 Real motherf*cker, real motherf*cker, real real motherf*cker
 Straight up, real real motherf*cker
 Real n*ggas run the world, straight up
 Real n*ggas run the world
 Straight up...















