Red Cafe - Champagne For The Pain lyrics

[Hook] Champagne for the pain I’ve been blowin’ all this money, tell the n***as keep the change I got girls doing girls I’m a real motherf**er Real n***as run the world hah Everybody f**in’ tonight Everybody f**in’ tonight I got girls doing girls I’m a real motherf**er Real n***as run the world hah [Verse 1] Dear God, I’m a baller f** a pretty girl, I don’t call ‘er Smokin’ good, livin’ motherf**in’ great Me and my word are raw, and my liquor no chase sponsored links b**h straight up, straight up look I’ve just got my weight up So when ‘er bussin’ for me she don’t tell me wait up We smokin’ exotic, we stackin’ this profit We runnin’ the streets, getting paper, be the topics This the hood n***a Why they judging me? Hatin’ on me but the real n***as f** with me My lady said she don’t want no money, just time Bullsh**, my lawyer showed me money ‘bout time I’ve been on the grind, paperflippin’ acrobatic f** with bad boy, made sense mathematic Hold up, I just seen a dealer in the mirror Shorty pull your titties out for a belly dance n***a [Hook] Champagne for the pain I’ve been blowin’ all this money, tell the n***as keep the change I got girls doing girls I’m a real motherf**er Real n***as run the world hah Everybody f**in’ tonight Everybody f**in’ tonight I got girls doing girls I’m a real motherf**er Real n***as run the world hah [Verse 2] I say now real n***as run the world, real hustlers run the girl She rockin’ tequila all night til I f** it up Twirl the parkin’ lot, why you screaming? It’s the f**in’ world Worked out with them bricks, damn right, you know we like the cup Short day, long nights, purr my baby long time I be in the coupe, so much he sweatin’ for those old stripes Make them boys stay the night, you could call it slumber party Could be over any day, every night I’mma party Every night I went so hard I almost died I swear to God These n***as hood pa**ing, checking out, yea I swear they froze Pull up in that Mazzy, have mercy on them b**hes Keep a bottle water funny thirsty as b**hes All bullsh** aside I used to hustle on the go From the Bentley for the pantyhouse and guess who is the owner These hatin’ a** n***as say something ‘bout nothing Champagne for the pain tonight everybody f**in’ [Hook] Champagne for the pain I’ve been blowin’ all this money, tell the n***as keep the change I got girls doing girls I’m a real motherf**er Real n***as run the world hah Everybody f**in’ tonight Everybody f**in’ tonight I got girls doing girls I’m a real motherf**er Real n***as run the world hah Straight up, straight up..