Champagne For The Pain Lyrics

[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://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...