Lyrics Champagne - Chris Rock
Featuring
freedom
williams
[Chris
rock]
Yo
man
r&b
sucks!
I
mean
there's
a
couple
of
people
that
can
flow
But
for
the
most
part
the
genre
sucks
Just
a
bunch
of
people
singin
over
rap
beats
Get
a
old
rap
record?
sing
over
it!
Now
everybody
talk
about
their
label
label
this
label
that
hey
Smokey
robinson
wasn't
singin
about
motown!
Listen
the
isley
brothers
wasn't
goin
'teaneck
in
the
motherfuckin
house!'
The
jacksons
wasn't
singin
about
epic
Because
nobody
gave
a
fuck!
Hey,
it's
time
for
a
record!
here
goes!
*Music
fades
in*
Ladies
and
gentlemen,
i
am
the
bluff
daddy
And
this
is
a
black
boy
exclusive
Black
boy
make
you
jump
for
joy,
black
boy
make
you
jump
for
joy
Sing!
I,
like
champagne
(feels
good
to
my
brain
baby)
Black
I,
like
champagne
What
you
drinkin?
(Drink
it
in
the
rain)
I,
love
champagne
Say
it
(Say
it
once
again)
I,
like
champagne
Yo
baby
you
got
any
money?
[Singer
takes
over]
Nigga
i'm
broke,
and
feelin
kinda
thirsty
(too
blad)
Just
smoked
a
blunt,
and,
i,
feel,
the
worst
way
(black
boy)
My
baby's
father,
brought
me
a
case
of
st.
ide's
(did
you
like
it?)
I
said,
'i
don't
drink
that
shit
nigga,
you
better
recognize!'
(cristal)
[Rock]
would
you
let
the
lady
finish
the
song?!
(big
hats)
[Singer
takes
over]
Now
i'm
a
broke
hoe
with
expensive
tastes
(you
my
hoe)
I
got
six
ankle
chains
around
my
waist
(who
bought
them
for
you
baby)
Gotta
get
my
sip
on
(get
your
sip
on)
cause
that's
my
missi-on
(you
gotta
get)
Gotta
get
my
champagne
on,
or
i'm
gonna
get
my
bitch
on
(that's
right)
I,
like
champagne
(feels
good
to
my
brain
baby)
I,
like
champagne
Cristal!
(Drink
it
in
the
rai-ai-in)
I,
love
champagne
Say
it
again
(Say
it
once
again)
I,
like
champagne
(once
again)
Ladies
and
gentlemen,
freedom
williams
[Freedom
williams]
Enter
the
dom/e
of
perignon,
i
never
been
crept
upon
I'm
on
the
mike
and
my
word
is
bond
(hoo
hoo!)
I'm
the
top
the
pinnacle,
the
echelon
I'm
never
fallin
(c'mon)
and
beat
mc's
with
a
baton
The
conniseur,
i'm
gonna
do
her
over
dinner
(Black
boy
make
you
jump
for
joy,
black
boy
make
you
jump
for
joy)
I
said
fine
cigars,
fresh
fish,
alize
toast
(Black
boy
make
you
jump
for
joy,
black
boy
make
you
jump
for
joy)
My
lifestyle's
ghost,
when
you
see
true
enlightened
men
To
mc's
i
incite
and
mend
*Needle
pulls
across
record
and
is
cut
off*
[Chris
rock]
what?
motherfucker
what
the
fuck?
*Fight
breaks
out*
*Sample
of
run-d.m.c.
saying
"i'm
the
kiiiiiing"
keeps
repeating*
[Chris
rock]
fuck
who
the
hell
are
you?
"i'm
the
kiiiiiing"
I'm
only
gonna
ask
one
last
time
Who
the
fuck
are
you?
"i'm
the
kiiiiiing"
Stop
hitting
me!
stop!
*Machine
gun
fire*
Who
da
bumba
claat?
"Ohhh
shit"
For
someone
who
is
a
shaolin
monk
Your
kung-fu's
really
lousy!
*Explosion,
crackling
glass*
Boy,
i'm
three
generations
deep,
in
gangsterdom
Three
generations!
1 Opening / Crickets
2 Another Face Song
3 I'm Back
4 Bad Phone Sex
5 This Show Sucks #3
6 My Favorite Joke
7 Introducing Mary Wong
8 I Loved The Show
9 The Commitment Dilemma / Closing
10 This Show Sucks #2
11 O.J. & O'Jays
12 O.J., I Understand
13 Tossed Salad
14 Cheap Pete
15 Luther Campbell
16 This Show Sucks #1
17 Marion Barry / Million Man March
18 Press Conference
19 Champagne
20 Niggas Vs. Black People
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