This is a song about "Champagne"

Everytime you come around

Champagne sippin gettin back from downtown

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Champagne is on the house, cocaine is in your mouth, your neck is knotted

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

That he can't obtain. like a black man in campaigne, sip champagne.

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

That he can't obtain. like a black man in campaigne, sip champagne,

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Y'all sippin' in champagne, while we're just drinkin' coffee

Champagne in my tummy i won't ashame my mommy

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Sipping on champagne to celebrate