Champions (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Explicit)

Champions (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Explicit) - Ty Dolla $ign/Wiz Khalifa (維茲·卡利法)

Lyrics by：Tyrone Griffin Jr/Cameron Thomaz/Ryan Martinez/Joshua Parker/Rai’Shaun Williams/Chandler Texas Ingram

Dolla ayy

DJ Malski let's get it

We the champions

Ayy

Here in Los Angeles

Ayy

We doing numbers

Ayy

Bringing home victories straight out the huddle

I met the plug introduced to my brother

My squad superior ain't none above us

Ayy

We doing numbers

Ayy

Gang in the building and we taking over

Ayy

Call the promoters

Ayy

I just pulled up in this thang with my soldiers

I blew a zip and I'm still sober

Zaza that's mid I'ma need me some gas

Call up Khalifa

Khalifa

Bring the McQueen and the KK

He know I stay with some bad lil' babies

T-G-O-D baby know that's the gang gang

Crazy girls after the game we throwin' hundreds we goin' insane

Pourin' this liquor out pourin' this liquor out

Dead homies got me pourin' this liquor out

We get awards but we give God the glory

Now shootin' my shot and most times I be scorin'

I do this for my city I bring home the trophy

Feel like Freddie Mercury we are-

We the champions

Ayy

Here in Los Angeles

Ayy

We doing numbers

Ayy

Bringing home victories straight out the huddle

I met the plug introduced to my brother

My squad superior ain't none above us

Ayy

We doing numbers

Ayy

Gang in the building and we taking over

Ayy

Feelin' like I can't miss baby it's all in the wrist

You really wanna be the boss that's expensive

Ain't the real champ if you never defended

Put in that work I'ma make 'em remember

Ooh ooh ooh

I just broke down hella trees yelling "Timber"

Stand in the line they put me in the center

It blow they mind when they see how I'm winning

Went back and doubled up now you in trouble

My n***as all hustle my diamonds all huddled up

T-G-O-D got the s**t off the muscle

Ask me about my life I love it I love it

Ooh ooh ooh

I got so many rings I need room for another one

Been through the pain now it ain't no more struggle

My team win the game put our face on the cover

My brotha we the champions

We the champions

Ayy

Here in Los Angeles

Ayy

We doing numbers

Ayy

Bringing home victories straight out the huddle

I met the plug introduced to my brother

My squad superior ain't none above us

Ayy

We doing numbers

Ayy

Gang in the building and we taking over

Ayy

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