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Do What I Want Video (MV)




Performed By: Champagne937
Length: 2:55
Written by: Michael Simpson




Champagne937 - Do What I Want Lyrics




"Really I'm a genius bro, I'm really and truly a genius, and niggas hate me
They hate on me cause I'm rich, I look better than them
I probably f*cked they bitch, it is what it is"
I Love Champagne
JETWAY

You got on designer I hope That its bulletproof
It's Jetway nigga who is you
I'm f*cking ya bitch an I kept on my tennis shoes
Yeah I do what real niggas do
Me and Cierra said f*ck it an took a cruise
Boat jumping like kangaroos
Her friends is a Delta the other a Zeta
Together them bitches gave me the blues
You can hate if you want - if you run up an try me I swear these choppers at 10-2
Blowing sativa the finest of reefer its smokey god damn I Don cleared the room

She asked to see my dance so I did it on her
If I said it you know that I did it homie
I am the king an You know that it's written on me
VVS my diamonds lit up the party
Walked by yo bitch an she smiling
You trippin homie
All the sauce was jus drippin off me
Put her on top an that pussy
Keep squirting in me
City girls she keep twerkin on me
Fell out with my nigga
I'm salty he switched up on me
I always saw the bitch in homie
I f*cked the first night
I heard you took her bowling
Slid the number while you was strolling

God I can handle my enemies
Just protect me from my friends
Dingle pulled up in a Benz
Keiya brought some of her friends
Tiffany blocked me on IG but f*ck it
You know I'm shooting again
Me an surf took a trip to Japan
I do what I want you do what you can

I'm talking my shit
Spittin like Drizzy- I used to be Mike Vick
That's yo bitch nigga go fish
Flight to LA gettin top in the cockpit
We can make it thru anything
An if I need it I know I can call Nick
Just keep ya mouth closed
Look over here crazy
You gone get yo bitch hit
My mom made her steps count
Drippin In Fendi she iced out her fitbit
Killed my pops back in 03
Michael Montana he was servin that white shit
Had a 3 some like last week
I'm sick of these hoes
Should've stayed with my ex bitch
But I got my money up
If she say I'm crazy
It's cause she made me like this

God I can handle my enemies
Just protect me from my friends
Dingle pulled up in a Benz
Keiya brought some of her friends
Tiffany blocked me on IG but f*ck it
You know I'm shooting again
Me an surf took a trip to Japan
I do what I want you do what you can

You got on designer I hope That its bulletproof
It's Jetway nigga who is you
I'm f*cking ya bitch an I kept on my tennis shoes
You can hate if you want - if you run up an try me I swear these choppers at 10-2
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"Really I'm a genius bro, I'm really and truly a genius, and niggas hate me
They hate on me cause I'm rich, I look better than them
I probably f*cked they bitch, it is what it is"
I Love Champagne
JETWAY

You got on designer I hope That its bulletproof
It's Jetway nigga who is you
I'm f*cking ya bitch an I kept on my tennis shoes
Yeah I do what real niggas do
Me and Cierra said f*ck it an took a cruise
Boat jumping like kangaroos
Her friends is a Delta the other a Zeta
Together them bitches gave me the blues
You can hate if you want - if you run up an try me I swear these choppers at 10-2
Blowing sativa the finest of reefer its smokey god damn I Don cleared the room

She asked to see my dance so I did it on her
If I said it you know that I did it homie
I am the king an You know that it's written on me
VVS my diamonds lit up the party
Walked by yo bitch an she smiling
You trippin homie
All the sauce was jus drippin off me
Put her on top an that pussy
Keep squirting in me
City girls she keep twerkin on me
Fell out with my nigga
I'm salty he switched up on me
I always saw the bitch in homie
I f*cked the first night
I heard you took her bowling
Slid the number while you was strolling

God I can handle my enemies
Just protect me from my friends
Dingle pulled up in a Benz
Keiya brought some of her friends
Tiffany blocked me on IG but f*ck it
You know I'm shooting again
Me an surf took a trip to Japan
I do what I want you do what you can

I'm talking my shit
Spittin like Drizzy- I used to be Mike Vick
That's yo bitch nigga go fish
Flight to LA gettin top in the cockpit
We can make it thru anything
An if I need it I know I can call Nick
Just keep ya mouth closed
Look over here crazy
You gone get yo bitch hit
My mom made her steps count
Drippin In Fendi she iced out her fitbit
Killed my pops back in 03
Michael Montana he was servin that white shit
Had a 3 some like last week
I'm sick of these hoes
Should've stayed with my ex bitch
But I got my money up
If she say I'm crazy
It's cause she made me like this

God I can handle my enemies
Just protect me from my friends
Dingle pulled up in a Benz
Keiya brought some of her friends
Tiffany blocked me on IG but f*ck it
You know I'm shooting again
Me an surf took a trip to Japan
I do what I want you do what you can

You got on designer I hope That its bulletproof
It's Jetway nigga who is you
I'm f*cking ya bitch an I kept on my tennis shoes
You can hate if you want - if you run up an try me I swear these choppers at 10-2
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Writer: Michael Simpson
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