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    Champagne Wishlist
    (专辑: Generic - 2013)
    
    Champagne Wishlist, Bad Hoes  Smear that slipstick, Black Porsche  Gt with stick shift  Seat heaters, came with' bisquick  Break fast, stop a 
niggas lifeline  Speed off, leave him dead at the 
red-light  Tell them bitch ass niggas, get they bread right  Or get they lead right  Load up we out here erry night   Let me take you niggas back in the 
day  When some niggas from my city claim east side pain  It was like '08, sidekick '08s  That we here for  Filithyz made racks off robbery  Ain't a 
nigga living stopping me  Unless he popping me  Momma said I 
lost the 
God in me, My apology,  Live for taking niggas property  Gangsta' hawk in me  Asking if the 
coppers follow me, Nigga probably  But I 
ain't never been scared of a 
lil' swine  Down to do a 
lil' time  Gimme space to clear my mind  Counting up the 
sins of mine  Ran outta hands and feet  Holla' at me if you need the 
hands, I'll supply your need  I 
need the 
cheese, like a 
dope man needs the 
fiend  I 
don't believe anything' a 
nigga ever see  The 
only thing that scaring me, is a 
better me  So testing me, you'll put your life in jeopardy   Champagne Wishlist, Bad Hoes  Smear that slipstick, Black Porsche  Gt with stick shift  Seat heaters, came with' bisquick  Break fast, stop a 
niggas lifeline  Speed off, leave him dead at the 
red-light  Tell them bitch ass niggas, get they bread right  Or get they lead right  Load up we out here erry night   I 
introduce to you America's disaster  Known as young black man with'out a 
master  Ain't signing shit unless you givin niggas masters  The 
old men in space that I 
roam ima blast em  So try to play me and you kno' what's coming after  A 
hit em with them yam, like lebron on the 
gather  Never been a 
pacifist  Blame it on my pastor  When they tried to gimme ass to kiss  I 
gave them automatics  Making matters worse, every time I 
patch a 
verse  Blame the 
FBI for the 
unsuspected death of mine  Columbine, when it's chopper time  Chopper, chop her down, chopper style  Still a 
juvenile, but I'm running wild  
 
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