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Champagne Lyrics

Artist: Salt N Pepa
Album: Bulletproof Soundtrack

[This is for you: Fresh SNP]

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Get down with the party (Wanna hang)
I'm the Big Kahuna I got the whole shebang
I got the champagne and the ha ha (ahhh)
You know who we are
(repeat)

I'm the Big Kahuna maneuvres I make 'em
Tight security everywhere I go I take 'em
Party over here (rah rah) me and my peeps
Hittin' the streets groovin' to roughneck beats
I keeps the flow I'm the dawnbreaker
I'm reachin' all night, as hot as daylight in Jamaica
A ruckus - you want it? Get with the Showstopper
I'll dig ya like the mud number one chief rocker
But knock a blast for your ass like boom!
Damn, Salt-N-Pepa stepped in the room
With the La-Di-Da-Di, we like to party
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody

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Yeah, back up little one (whoo-ha!) cuz you know
When it come to scandalous I'm numero uno
Shakin', the record breakin', the title taken
Hot, cool and vicious, delicious, Jamaican
Big Willie, illy-silly rabbit
You need the ha-ha, you gotta have it, a habit
I'll be the goodtime dealer
The happy-go-lucky lucker, keepin' it real-a
Got the whole shebang, champagne is bubbly
Moneymakers lookin' and I like 'em black and ugly
Trust me, we be the life of the jam
Front like you don't know, you know who we am

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Ladies? Where you at? Where you at?
Put 'em up - reach! Put 'em up - reach!
And where's all my fellas at? Where you at? Where you at?
Put 'em up - reach! Put 'em up - reach!
Now where's all the money at? Where you at? Where you at?
Put 'em up - reach! Put 'em up - reach!
(Yeah) North, South, to the East, to the West where you at?
Put 'em up - reach! Put 'em up - reach!

What's up? What's up? What's up? (Hey!) I'm rollin' in the big bucks
Some people say I'm "lucky", but I don't give a...
No stress, blessed, I gets down for mine
You wanna be a Pepa, too? Well it's party time
No line, V.I.P., I'm the one you wanna see
I see you, fool, what ya wanna do?
The Cartier got you fiendin', stop scheming
Before the red dots starting beaming
Go, Don Perione flow, got my playgirls, yo
Big Willie's like (ho) ready to party
Shake it with the hearty
Your body look damn good - never did it with a hood

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[So...so you got the drinks? Imported?
I'm with that, yeah...
I'm from Brooklyn...
From Illtown?...]

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