Hell Razah - Champagne Room (feat. Baghdad) Lyrics
feat. Baghdad[Sampled Woman]Make the bubbles on the glass of champagne[Chorus: Baghdad]Champagne, follow meSet them hot ass hoochies friendBump in here without no beerStrip down to ya underwearChampagne, how ya wit meParty, get lovelyPop ya cork, straight supportCan't woke up, BK, New York[Baghdad]Fill my cup, we drinks it upChardanay, to the wins, throw it upBy the fifth-fifties, Porgy picks it upDance nigga didn't rob me up, feel my burner next to my nutsHow to sneak that in when it was brokenI told the bouncer it was used for strokin'And he let me in, a chug-a-lug thug from GerigaOrder champagne, can't buy me loveJust Cali's and the Moet drown in the clutchAll in the ass like a rubber gloveLet ya ice wink to the champagne thing, fresh winesellers spend much creamLet's get this hoochie's staind, and make that coochie thing[Chorus: Hell Razah]Champagne, by the barShorties wanna drive my carIf it's a party up in hereShorties shake ya derriereChampagne by the seaShorty better follow meIn the back of the club in the Champagne Room Drinkin' up in V.I.P.[Hell Razah]Let the bottles pop, models watchMight get hit in the head wit the topThat's why I'm hot, that's why you're notNo hustlin' on my money spot, wreckage movin' by the stockTrade my chain for a glock, let me hear them bottles popThat Taffy Jay, that Pieron, shorty said "I'm very long"Rockin' the red cranberry thongWhy a G, a GG, that champagne ain't not' to meCrush grapes, we ductape, niggas that front wit a thug faceNigga