CHAMPAIN & VACAY

CHAMPAIN & VACAY文本歌词

作曲 : Jacques Webster/Caleb Zackery Toliver

Bricksquad!

Travis, Waka, Scott, Waka, Flame

Mmm, mmm

Mmm

Did she get inter-galactic (Yeah)

Yeah, like this kilos take these bitches to Aspen (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

Know you a real girl, you can start her actin' (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

She don't really do the breakin', and the shakin' (No way, yo)

She put on your heart and your temper (Flocka)

Let me see you go hard (Yeah), just for me, babe

Can you go hard? (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

Sheesh!

Squad!

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Bow, bow, Flocka!

Back in, I'm 'causin her stir (Uh)

How the **** I got the drink outta Europe? Shawty keep twistin' her hair (Bow)

She wanna see how the, uh, uh, she wanna see how the

JACKBOYS moves (Blessed, bow, brr)

Spit on the mic, baby, check one, two (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

Couple of killers, I'm flyin' to private, I ain't even gotta go check my tools (Flocka)

Hey, what's up? What's up? What's up with niggas?

They wonder why I don't wanna **** with niggas

Remember when they ain't wanna **** with niggas

I changed the city for more than I know (Bow, bow)

I'm tryna bring her Grammy to the mow, soon as she see me, she open her throat

Call her, let's see if she hot, hot, and ready to go (What up?)

I don't like turnin' up none of my hoes, shit that I hit niggas never would know

You're not my shit, that's twinski

**** me good, get an AMG Benski, or a brand new Lambski (Skip)

Niggas be prayin', they turn me down, whole time, nigga, I been geek (Squad!)

Yeah, in your bitch, whole time you been sleepwalked in LV, ten chains

Feelin' like a nigga just walked in ten deep (Yeah, )

Yeah, man, I swear these old niggas kill me (Bow, bow), now my wires fill me (Bow, bow, bow)

They just want the real me, yeah

Blue Bugatti, I'm dodgin' TMZ (Bow, bow), made a hundred, I'm pushin' T's (Bow, bow, bow)

Now my phone on DND, yeah

I just made her pay the fee, I just made her stay for keeps

Ride that shit, it never leaves, not many T's, I-, psh

Did she get into galactic? Yeah, like this kilos take these bitches to Aspen

Know you a real girl, you can start her actin' (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

You know I ain't gonna vacay on that champain (Flex, you know)

She put on your heart and your temper (Flocka)

Let me see you go hard (Yeah) for me, babe

Can you go hard? (Squad!)

Paul and them, Paul and Juicy, and them was the last niggas to fly

'Cause they was not goin' nowhere without it

And when the goddamn excursion came, that was, nigga, that was it for them

They damn sure wasn't flyin' 'cause now they can bring as many niggas as they want

They got enough room for clothes, DJ turntables, sticks

Weed, liquor, all that shit, all in one mother****in' truck, nigga

CHAMPAIN & VACAYLRC歌词

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jacques Webster/Caleb Zackery Toliver

[00:05.063][Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]

[00:09.445]Bricksquad!

[00:13.433]Travis, Waka, Scott, Waka, Flame

[00:22.595]Mmm, mmm

[00:27.851]Mmm

[00:28.638]

[00:29.040][Chorus: Travis Scott & Waka Flocka Flame]

[00:29.526]Did she get inter-galactic (Yeah)

[00:31.528]Yeah, like this kilos take these bitches to Aspen (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

[00:34.881]Know you a real girl, you can start her actin' (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

[00:38.581]She don't really do the breakin', and the shakin' (No way, yo)

[00:42.677]She put on your heart and your temper (Flocka)

[00:45.564]Let me see you go hard (Yeah), just for me, babe

[00:49.608]Can you go hard? (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

[00:50.015]

[00:50.999][Interlude: Waka Flocka Flame]

[00:55.776]Sheesh!

[00:57.508]Squad!

[01:01.568]([?])

[01:05.269]Bow, bow, Flocka!

[01:05.709]

[01:06.353][Verse: Travis Scott, Waka Flocka Flame & Don Toliver]

[01:07.174]Back in, I'm 'causin her stir (Uh)

[01:08.759]How the **** I got the drink outta Europe? Shawty keep twistin' her hair (Bow)

[01:11.951]She wanna see how the, uh, uh, she wanna see how the

[01:14.408]JACKBOYS moves (Blessed, bow, brr)

[01:15.238]Spit on the mic, baby, check one, two (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

[01:17.125]Couple of killers, I'm flyin' to private, I ain't even gotta go check my tools (Flocka)

[01:20.708]Hey, what's up? What's up? What's up with niggas?

[01:23.290]They wonder why I don't wanna **** with niggas

[01:24.975]Remember when they ain't wanna **** with niggas

[01:26.659]I changed the city for more than I know (Bow, bow)

[01:28.393]I'm tryna bring her Grammy to the mow, soon as she see me, she open her throat

[01:31.672]Call her, let's see if she hot, hot, and ready to go (What up?)

[01:35.379]I don't like turnin' up none of my hoes, shit that I hit niggas never would know

[01:38.158]You're not my shit, that's twinski

[01:40.321]**** me good, get an AMG Benski, or a brand new Lambski (Skip)

[01:43.510]Niggas be prayin', they turn me down, whole time, nigga, I been geek (Squad!)

[01:47.093]Yeah, in your bitch, whole time you been sleepwalked in LV, ten chains

[01:51.164]Feelin' like a nigga just walked in ten deep (Yeah, [?])

[01:53.829]Yeah, man, I swear these old niggas kill me (Bow, bow), now my wires fill me (Bow, bow, bow)

[01:58.344]They just want the real me, yeah

[02:01.128]Blue Bugatti, I'm dodgin' TMZ (Bow, bow), made a hundred, I'm pushin' T's (Bow, bow, bow)

[02:04.861]Now my phone on DND, yeah

[02:08.236]I just made her pay the fee, I just made her stay for keeps

[02:11.536]Ride that shit, it never leaves, not many T's, I-, psh

[02:12.431]

[02:13.620][Chorus: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes]

[02:15.217]Did she get into galactic? Yeah, like this kilos take these bitches to Aspen

[02:20.816]Know you a real girl, you can start her actin' (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)

[02:24.502]You know I ain't gonna vacay on that champain (Flex, you know)

[02:28.632]She put on your heart and your temper (Flocka)

[02:31.883]Let me see you go hard (Yeah) for me, babe

[02:35.538]Can you go hard? (Squad!)

[02:36.332]

[02:36.836][Outro]

[02:40.501]Paul and them, Paul and Juicy, and them was the last niggas to fly

[02:44.155]'Cause they was not goin' nowhere without it

[02:48.239]And when the goddamn excursion came, that was, nigga, that was it for them

[02:52.814]They damn sure wasn't flyin' 'cause now they can bring as many niggas as they want

[02:56.397]They got enough room for clothes, DJ turntables, sticks

[03:00.853]Weed, liquor, all that shit, all in one mother****in' truck, nigga