Champagne for the Pain - Young Jeezy (杨·吉兹)/Red Cafe

Everybody f**kin' tonight ni**a

It's tha world ni**a it's a gangsta party

Livin' that good life real ni**a recipe

Real talk

Believe that yeah

Champagne for the pain

I've been blowin' all this money tell them niggas keep the change

I got girls doing girls

I'm a real motherf**ker

Real niggas run the world hah

Everybody f**kin' tonight

Everybody f**kin' tonight

I got girls doing girls

I'm a real motherf**ker

Real niggas run the world hah

Dear god I'm a baller

F**k a pretty girl I don't call her

Smokin' good livin' motherf**kin' great

Need my work raw and my liquor no chase

B**ch straight up straight up look

I've just got my weight up

So when I tell her bust it 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 a hood ni**a

What they judging me

Hatin' on me but the real niggas f**k with me

My lady said she don't want no money just time

b******t my lawyer showed me money buy time

I've been on the grind paper flippin' acrobatic

F**k with bad boy made sense mathematical

Hold up I just seen a dealer in the mirror

Shorty pull your titties out for a 'bout it a** ni**a

Champagne for the pain

I've been blowin' all this money tell them niggas keep the change

I got girls doing girls

I'm a real motherf**ker

Real niggas run the world hah

Everybody f**kin' tonight

Everybody f**kin' tonight

I got girls doing girls

I'm a real motherf**ker

Real niggas run the world hah

I say now real niggas run the world real hustlers run the girl

She rockin' tequila all night 'til I f**k in her

Swerve up out the lot where they screamin' it's tha f**kin' world

Worked out with them bricks damn right you know we like to curl

Short day long nights plumber baby long pipe

I be in them coupes so much you swear them photos old strikes

Make them bricks stay the night you could call it slumber party

Could be over any day every night I'mma party

Last night I went so hard I almost died swear to god

These niggas hood passing checking out yea I swear they frauds

Pull up in that mercy have mercy on these b**ches

Keep a bottle water for these thirsty a** b**ches

All b******t aside I used to hustle on the go

Four milly for the penthouse and guess who is the owner

These hatin' a** niggas stay talking 'bout nothing

Champagne for the pain tonight everybody f**kin'

Champagne for the pain

I've been blowin' all this money tell them niggas keep the change

I got girls doing girls

I'm a real motherf**ker

Real niggas run the world hah

Everybody f**kin' tonight

Everybody f**kin' tonight

I got girls doing girls

I'm a real motherf**ker

Real niggas run the world hah

Straight up straight up

Straight up straight up

Straight up straight up

Straight up straight up

Straight up straight up

Straight up straight up