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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Gage Baker
Jon Gage Baker
Songwriter
Logan Sirbaugh
Logan Sirbaugh
Songwriter
William Anthony Cummings
William Anthony Cummings
Songwriter
James Curd
James Curd
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah Champagne showers Another band missing Tell that nigga move You can't stand with em I just seen y'a text And said I'm coming through Got some henny and this dick Girl what you wanna do? What you wanna do Baby what you wanna do? I just sent a text that say I'm coming through What you wanna do baby what you wanna do Got some henny and this dick Girl what you wanna do In the VIP With some Broads Blunt rolled Thick Like Cigars Show me Love Like ima Star Gimme head In yo Car I got henny I got Trojans What you wanna do Brought my niggas To yo bitches Think you know the move They gon throw it We gon throw it Think you know it's true Step into the party Like where the ladies at Her ya man a square Like a box of Apple Jacks Swear I been a player Since sipping simalac Hoes ripping open shirts Like hulkamanics I got apple everything Bitch you know imma Mac What I'm smoking Super stanky Fore I pull it out the sack Bitch I came for al the tricking I brought more than just these rack Champagne showers Another band missing Tell that nigga move You can't stand with em I just seen y'a text And said I'm coming through Got some henny and this dick Girl what you wanna do? What you wanna do Baby what you wanna do? I just sent a text that say I'm coming through What you wanna do baby what you wanna do Got some henny and this dick Girl what you wanna do Came up in yo section We was flexing Throwing money Popping bottles Bitch you know that I'm that nigga Got the body of a goddess T pain I fell in love with a stripper Show me love bitch don't lie to me Feel these ones raining on yo back While you on top of me She said she wanna roll But you ain't rolling If you not a freak Put my kids in a cup and She gon take a shot of me Oh oh You know I'm wilding Ain't he Say you a freak You acting bad You on that Tyler perry Look I'm a dog I got this bone That I been tryna bury Bitch I'm a boss and he's a lame And you cannot compare me I got racks stuffed in these jeans It's a lot more where that came from I'm the weather man with this forecast Pull stacks out and then rain come It's D town in this bitch But that chi town where I came from I filet mignon that pussy Yeah that sauce dripping Joint A one Look Champagne showers Another band missing Tell that nigga move You can't stand with em I just seen y'a text And said I'm coming through Got some henny and this dick Girl what you wanna do? What you wanna do Baby what you wanna do? I just sent a text that say I'm coming through What you wanna do baby what you wanna do Got some henny and this dick Girl what you wanna do
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