Champagne Papi

Music: Sebastian Luik Ottsen/Joshua Cinquez Loftin [Intro] (Ayy, LUCKY1, you don't miss) (RvM, get the streams) I can't love a b**ch that ever say that she don't need me (Ooh) I could walk away at any moment, please believe me (Ooh-ooh-ooh) I need me a bad b**ch that's doin' shit like RiRi (RiRi) I got all these island b**ches smilin' when they see me (Ooh) We gon' go get turnt and we get lit in Puerto Rico (Puerto Rico) She a good girl, she get naughty in the sheets, uh (She get naughty in the sheets, though) My girl a gangsta, she might f**k around and kill 'em (Ooh) Say the word and she gon' get 'em (Ooh) She the coldest, she a villain She be smilin' when she sinnin' b**ch, don't say my name in vain (Ooh) I know that she want me, she call me her new flame (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) I be goin' crazy, my drip harder than the rain (Ooh-ooh) If I let her go, then she better go insane (Ooh-oh, ooh-ooh) b**ch, I feel like Champagne Papi (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I got these b**ches, got these b**ches all up on me They steady callin', but a nigga busy ballin' (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I can't stop, no, I'm really goin' all in b**ch, I feel like Champagne Papi (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I got these b**ches, got these b**ches all up on me They steady callin', but a nigga busy ballin' (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I can't stop, no, I'm really goin' all in I need me a shawty like Beyoncé or Rihanna If I tell her go, she come with twenty-hundred choppers Shawty got her hands on knees (Ooh-ooh) She gon' make it jump just like a trampoline (Ooh-ooh) Shawty, go 'head, drop it for a real one No, she ain't mine, but I really wanna feel somethin' Shawty, sit tight and just wait until the bill come (Ooh-ooh) You been lonely all your life, but, shawty, now you're with a real one (Ooh-ooh) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh B**ch, I feel like Champagne Papi (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I got these b**ches, got these b**ches all up on me They steady callin', but a nigga busy ballin' (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I can't stop, no, I'm really goin' all in B**ch, I feel like Champagne Papi (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I got these b**ches, got these b**ches all up on me They steady callin', but a nigga busy ballin' (Ah-ah-ah-oh) I can't stop, no, I'm really goin' all in