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      Champions (Ft Kanye West)

      Champions (Ft Kanye West)

      Desiigner

      Album: Singles

      Desiigner - Champions (Ft Kanye West) Música y Letra, MP3 GRATIS

      Lifestyle on camera
      Hundred thousand dollar chandelier
      They tried to turn me to an animal
      But white people think I'm radical
      Supermodels think I'm handsome
      You might think I'm too aggressive
      Really I think I'm too passive
      Til I pull out the chopper, start blastin'
      
      1500, all in singles (straight up!)
      Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
      Round and round they go
      Round and round they go
      
      Pray for me
      I'm about to hit the Ye button
      I don't wanna say nothin' wrong
      But it'd be wrong if I ain't say nothin'
      Imagine if I ain't say somethin'
      Wasn't nothin', you could say nothin'
      I done lost and made money
      Now I'm makin' somethin' they can't take from me
      And I'm fresh out of debt in this motherfucker!
      And they still ain't ready yet for a motherfucker!
      Yeezy might have to go and put his Louis on
      I'm 'bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store
      
      Fresh out the pen in this motherfucker
      And they still ain't ready yet for a motherfucker
      Gucci Mane and I'm 'bout to put my Yeezys on
      Now that Gucci's home, it's over for you Gucci clones
      
      1500, all in singles (straight up!)
      Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
      Round and round they go
      Round and round they go
      Champions, we run the city
      Number one, they fallin' from the top
      Round and round they go
      Round and round they go
      
      Look, I say a prayer for my enemies
      They cannot slow down what's meant for me
      Funny how they come around
      Like I can't see through their secret identities
      Lately it's all about Zen and me
      Subtractin' the negative energy
      With the family, turn your ass to a memory
      I'm with the team of the century
      I blow the check up, detonation
      Kill 'em one by one, Final Destination
      Time my destination
      I got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflectin' Satan
      I'm a motherfucking champion
      This right here the fuckin' anthem
      I can't dap you without hand san'
      I don't know where your dirty ass hands been
      I wake up to like a hundred texts
      Championship team, but we can't cut the net
      She all off in my jersey lookin' underdressed
      I'm finna buy this bitch a Honda CRX
      With 1500
      
      1500, all in singles (straight up!)
      Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
      Round and round they go
      Round and round they go, round and round they go
      Round and round they go
      Ridin', be slimin' and ride with the woes
      That nigga die in a hole
      
      Lifestyle on camera
      Hundred thousand dollar chandelier
      They tried to turn me to an animal
      But white people think I'm radical
      Supermodels think I'm handsome
      You might think I'm too aggressive
      Really I think I'm too passive
      Til I pull out the chopper, start blastin'
      
      I took a nap in the pulpit
      I never like how a suit fit
      I got a pocket full of money
      It got me walkin' all slew-foot
      I'm on my wave like a cruise ship
      In that hoe's mouth like a toothpick
      Anyone get in my way
      Nothin' to say, I tote them choppers like pool sticks
      I wear pajamas to Ruth's Chris
      Couldn't walk a mile in my new kicks
      I come and find your apartments
      We never had our damn pool fixed
      Walk in the mall with my new bitch
      Tell that bitch get the whole rack
      My new bitch gon' pull me a new bitch
      Then pull me a new bitch
      See that is a snowball effect
      I got gold on my neck
      Lookin' like a Super Bowl on my neck
      I got a mansion full of marble floors
      It look like I could go bowl in this bitch
      Versace logo on bowls in this bitch
      Like I'm a serial killer
      I put the real in gorilla
      I did this shit for my niggas
      
      1500, all in singles {straight up!}
      Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
      Round and round they go
      (Round and round they go, round and round they go)
      Round and round they go
      (Ridin', be slimin' and ride with the woes
      That nigga die in a hole)
      Champions, we run the city
      Number one, they fallin' from the top
      Round and round they go
      (Round and round they go, round and round they go)
      Round and round they go
      (Ridin', be slimin' and ride with the woes
      That nigga die in a hole)
      
      I'm Yo Gotti!
      Reach for my chain is suicide
      The car I drive fit two inside
      They mad at Ye cause he all in the neighborhood
      But he let them goons inside
      Let's fuck up the neighborhood
      Let's fuck up the neighborhood
      Buy every house in this bitch
      You know that the money good
      My racks in the kitchen go round and round
      Play with the kid, I'm a gun you down
      The roof on that Wraith in the lost and found
      Official trapper let me show it down
      More shit than a Pamper
      All we rock is bandanas
      Whips on nasty, no manners
      I just got head in a Phantom
      
      She say she don't want a chump
      Baby want a champ
      She say money make her cum
      Gucci make her damp
      1017's the Squad
      Gucci Mane's the stamp
      And he don't ever sleep
      He's a fuckin' vamp
      I heard your bitch ride on the bus
      You don't give a damn
      My bitch drive a Lamb'
      You should call her ma'am
      I love my Auntie Jean
      But fuck Uncle Sam
      I'm a walkin' money machine
      Check my Instagram
      Never test the kid
      So I don't have to clown
      My city treat me like a king
      I should wear a crown
      And I don't really fuck around
      I gave my bitch two mil'
      Cause she stuck around
      
      1500, all in singles {straight up!}
      Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
      Round and round they go
      (Round and round they go
      Round and round they go)
      Round and round they go
      (Ridin', be slimin' and ride with the woes
      That nigga die in a hole)
      Champions, we run the city
      Number one, they fallin' from the top
      Round and round they go
      (Round and round they go
      Round and round they go)
      Round and round they go
      (Ridin', be slimin' and ride with the woes
      That nigga die in a hole)

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