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Campagne Thoughts - текст песни

Campagne Thoughts

Uh, uh





Creeps, straight up

Straight up

Y'all, laying in the cut



Strangers I don't trust

Peep out the scenery so I can adjust

Once was a fool

'Til I learned the rules, the hard way

Peace by dukes, I was shook

Got slept, nowadays I'm keeping it stepped

But it ain't to the point that I'm rocking a vest

I'm in this wellish shit 'til I die

Tiltin' I'm keeping it fly

On the rags staying out of the red

Blood, sweat with no tears

Fuck having fears

Two thou' head on, meeting it dead on

Millennium, many dumb to the fact

You clap that Mush and I'm a bust right back

For realer, live nigga, shit in my eyes

If ya test my strength I'm a give you a surprise nigga

Some want the quiet type

I'm not the cat in the party that will start the fight

[Chorus: x2]

It's just champagne thoughts (thoughts)

Man made to floss (word)

Vanity or lust (lust)

Weed makes more

Stick up the bank and make off with it all

Pick up the start where the others left off


Doing what I gotta do at any cause

Knowing life is short

Give or take a few blows with nuts to show

Sometimes you make friends especially when

The ends play a part out of nowhere

Skins at the bar

Sucking up

Champagne is just like shit

Track wanna be wives, nothing but flies

Anybody applies when you stink like dough

Many take a sniff when they walk past O

Or walk past 'Ness to L, Diamond or Buck

A.G and Show, that * nigga * Fat Joe

The ones giving head figure it count for dead

Prez pays offs, deep throat my crew you gon' stay whores

Goin' spots like swat, my entourage stepping through free of charge

Everybody watch bouncers clout the VIP

A space reserved for the whole D.I.T.C

[Chorus x2]

Y'all Y'all [over last 2 lines of chorus]


I got G's on mind Cream to blow at times

Weed smoke once in a blue, it's something to do

Whip around one deep in my LS4

Shorty knows open wide like she sniffin' it raw

Got a loc crossed out, buckwilin' is a no, no

Rap name O.C, Mush Shine be my M.O

Just to find the means in the end

When it's all set it s done, with a crib and keys to Benz

Twin now berettas serial straight to letters

World keep 'em ducked this side the white leather

Cyanide thought s make shots run off

Sabotage with the snitch that decided to talk

Greedy niggas get snatched by the Rico lords

Then the murder one stuck, when it rains it pours

Young cats with cigars and shot out jaws

Young black entrepreneurs read the violence of form

[Chorus x3: with ad-libs]


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