(Feat. OB OBrien)

Champagne for the pain

Sunny MIA, $#&@ it, Imma make it rain
Blowing money, you dont wanna play
You the reason why these lil thick (*##$es getting paid

Its how I think about you
Sometimes laughing, the champagne rule
Like bend it over, bend it over for me

Twerk it, what you gonna do with all this money?
I love the way you loyal to me
I keep on throwing hundreds say you never gonna leave

Im out of cash and Im slightly plastered
Im still in the club yelling, $#&@ the last (*##$ like
I spent all day stressing

Guess I still aint learned my lesson
My girl left last night so Im in the strip club
Throwing bands in a depression

$#&@ that, you can blame it on my exes
$#&@ that, you can blame it on my exes
$#&@ that, I guess I still aint learned my lesson

Im in the strip club, throwing bands in a depression
I know this one girl called Danny from Miami
She says she want to meet the family

She says she love me since my homie won a Grammy
And I told her itâ??s the season and I know she understand me
And I know this one girl I call Stacey

I donâ??t say her real name cause her man hate me
Got me trickin so crazy, I ainâ??t even hit yet she hit me with a maybe
Know this girl named Tara, white girl, she think like Takara

She work for Max so her makeup mascara
That %#@! be running down her face, my dick be running outta space like wow!
I spent all day stressing

Guess I still aint learned my lesson
My girl left last night so Im in the strip club
Throwing bands in a depression

$#&@ that, you can blame it on my exes
$#&@ that, you can blame it on my exes
$#&@ that, I guess I still aint learned my lesson

Im in the strip club, throwing bands in a depression