D.I.T.C. Champagne Thoughts Lyrics
            Uh, uh
            What
            D.I.T.C
            What
            Shh
            Creeps, straight up
            Straight up
            Y'all, laying in the cut
            What!
        
            [O.C.]
            Strangers I don't trust
            Peep out the scenery so I can adjust
            Once was a fool
            'Til I learned the rules, the hard way
            Peace by dukes, I was shook
            Got slept, nowadays I'm keeping it stepped
            But it ain't to the point that I'm rocking a vest
            I'm in this wellish * s___ * 'til I die
            Tiltin' I'm keeping it fly
            On the rags staying out of the red
            Blood, sweat with no tears
            * f___ * having fears
            Two thou' head on, meeting it dead on
            Millennium, many dumb to the fact
            You clap that Mush and I'm a bust right back
            For realer, live * n____ *, s___ in my eyes
            If ya test my strength I'm a give you a surprise * n____ *
            Some want the quiet type
            I'm not the cat in the party that will start the fight
        
            Chorus: repeat 2X
        
            It's just champagne thoughts (thoughts)
            Man made to floss (word)
            Vanity or l___ (l___)
            Weed makes more
            Stick up the bank and make off with it all
            Pick up the start where the others left off
        
            [O.C.]
            Doing what I gotta do at any cause
            Knowing life is short
            Give or take a few blows with nuts to show
            Sometimes you make friends especially when
            The ends play a part out of nowhere
            Skins at the bar
            Sucking up
            Champagne is just like * s___ *
            Track wanna be wives, nothing but flies
            Anybody applies when you stink like dough
            Many take a sniff when they walk past O
            Or walk past 'Ness to L, Diamond or Buck
            A.G and Show, that * n____ * Fat Joe
            The ones giving head figure it count for dead
            Prez pays offs, deep throat my crew you gon' stay w____s
            Goin' spots like swat, my entourage stepping through free of charge
            Everybody watch bouncers clout the VIP
            A s___e reserved for the whole D.I.T.C
        
            Chorus 2X
        
            Y'all Y'all  (over last 2 lines of chorus)
        
            [O.C.]
            I got G's on mind Cream to blow at times
            Weed smoke once in a blue, it's something to do
            Whip around one deep in my LS4
            Shorty knows open wide like she sniffin' it raw
            Got a loc crossed out, buckwilin' is a no, no
            Rap name O.C, Mush Shine be my M.O
            Just to find the means in the end
            When it's all set it s done, with a crib and keys to Benz
            Twin now berettas serial straight to letters
            World keep 'em ducked this side the white leather
            Cyanide thought s make shots run off
            Sabotage with the snitch that decided to talk
            Greedy * n____s * get s_____ed by the Rico lords
            Then the murder one stuck, when it rains it pours
            Young cats with cigars and shot out jaws
            Young black entrepreneurs read the violence of form
        
            Chorus 3X (with ad-libs)
        
            D.I.T.C.
        
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