"Champagne Bottle Emotes" lyrics

Curren$y, Wiz Khalifa & Harry Fraud Lyrics

"Champagne Bottle Emotes"

We buy em out, no notes
Havin' meetings on casino boats
Only kerosynos
Smoke wherever we go
Champagne bottle, Imots
Giants on the east coast
Raiders on the west though
Respect both

Jackson, Marcus, Allen, Arshelle yo
Jet life jacket
White and blue pro model shell toes
My pop done hooked it up I couldn't find no store that sell those
Canal Street, New Orleans, where the fuckin' Melrose?
New York, SoHo, Michigan Street, Chicago
I got a.64 Impala next to 65 El Dorado
Clean as fuck, I Forgiatos
Don't know why I never drive that ho

We buy em' out, no notes
Havin' meetings on casino boats
Only kerosynos
Smoke wherever we go
Champagne bottle, Imots
Just me and bro
You know how that go

We buy em' out, no notes
Havin' meetings on casino boats
Only kerosynos
Smoke wherever we go
Champagne bottle, Imots
Just me and bro
Stealers and the saints, both won Superbows, nigga

Gotta perfect the craft
Gotta be first to show up, roll up, and make sure it last
Gotta be better than average
Gotta do more than they imagine
We made it here not by accident
Now she talk to me with an accent
Bring my breakfast to me when I ask for it
Man look like I mastered it
Taylor Gang until the casket
Jet life everything, rolling J's the fattest
Waiting for the road so they can have it
Start it small, make sure that me and bro the main attraction
Throw em off by' stances
Only see her once a month and that's if we planned it
Tryna keep my streams up workin' to get my brand big
First class, look like an apartment, I'm takin' off
Me and my dog been runnin' shit, we just ain't in office
Record labels cuttin' checks, tell them make an offer
As close to perfect as it gets, you a Taylors the jets

Havin' meetings on casino boats
Only kerosynos
Smoke wherever we go
Champagne bottle, Imots
Just me and bro
You know how that go

We buy em out, no notes
Havin' meetings on casino boats
Only kerosynos
Smoke wherever we go
Champagne bottle, Imots
Just me and bro
Stealers and the saints, both won Superbows, nigga


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