Champagne Shit (remix) (feat. Janelle Monáe & Quavo)

These niggas 'bout to make a whole lot of money (money)
These niggas 'bout to make a whole lot of money (woo)

I like all my kisses french
When I'm on my champagne shit (mwah)
Everybody turnin' 'round takin' them pics
'Cause I'm on my champagne shit (flash)
And I'm throwin' them tips (tips, tips, throwin' 'em, throwin' 'em)
On my champagne shit
And she throwin' them hips (hips, hips)
'Cause I'm on my champagne shit (woo, woo, go)

Now shake it all up (up, up, shake it)
Move your lil' hip, hip, hips
Back that ass up (up, up, throw it up)
And do that lil' skip, skip, skip (woo)
It's all in her hips (woo, woo)
It's all in them hip, hip, hips
She got them dimples in her back (God damn)
And I'm on my champagne shit

I'll be your lottery tonight (champagne shit)
(Cash it out, cash it out, cash it out)
I'll be your lottery tonight (champagne shit)
(Cash it out, cash it out, cash it out)

These niggas 'bout to make a whole lot of money (money, champagne shit)
These niggas 'bout to make a whole lot of money (money)

Yeah
Bring some models and bring me more bottles
'Cause we drinking champagne shit (champagne)
How much I spend on this ice on my collar
And I got a champagne wrist (ice)
We gon' drink till we faint now it's tasting like water (woo)
Proud of the times when we came from the bottom
Right now I'm hot, it's time to go harder (ooh)
How we keep winnin', because I'm a starter (go)
Gotta make sure that we protect the energy (yeah)
Spray the champagne, they remember me
Send the bottle with sparklers, she killin' it (work)
She sexy and brown like hennessy (woo)
I pray for these bands now I'm puttin on just pray for your mans (pray)
We boutta go to the islands and jump off the jet
And start kissing in french (mwah)

Yeah, I like all my kisses french
When I'm on my champagne shit
Everybody turnin' 'round takin' them pics
'Cause I'm on my champagne shit (flash)
And I'm throwin' them tips (tips, tips, sheesh, sheesh)
On my champagne shit (sheesh)
And she throwin' them hips (hips, hips, ah, ah)
'Cause I'm on my champagne shit (ah)

Now shake it all up (up, up)
Move your lil' hip, hip, hips
Back that ass up (up, up)
And do that lil' skip, skip, skip
It's all in her hips
It's all in them hip, hip, hips
She got them dimples in her back
And I'm on my champagne shit
Yeah, I like

Big latto
On my champagne shit
How you get the lamb, bitch, it's all in the lips
All in the hips
Whole lotta bad bitches, all in the vill
Pack a bag on a nigga 'fore I trip
Bitches want smoke better pass me a tip
Throwin' up blues like
Now take it all off
Broke niggas make me soft, huh
Broke niggas make me sick, I cough
Nigga went broke and it's all my fault
I can't wait to pop off
College girl, I'm tryna pay your tuition
Red bone kissing, casamigos pissin'
Tryna home to the d like a piston

Now shake it all up (up, up)
Move your lil' hip, hip, hips
Back that ass up (up, up)
And do that lil' skip, skip, skip
It's all in her hips
It's all in them hip, hip, hips
She got them dimples in her back
And I'm on my champagne shit (yeah)