Champagne Roses Lyrics

I just want you to know

That I love you

More and more and more and more

Bad girls like RiRi so I know your sex is amazing (Woo)

I know your head is the greatest, I put that bet down like Vegas (Sure enough)

Sing to the coochie like Brent Faiyaz, I drain her ass like savings

Gave real love, Mint Conditioned love, with the way you send me swinging

She, got a crib down in Miami (Woo), bad bitch so thick like Tammy (Huh?)

Fuck around and give that girl a family, beat the Bikini Bottom cheeks like Sandy (Woo)

Every first date I come with roses, got these women thinking it's marriage (Damn)

If we gonna eat, then we eat good, baby girl go ahead and order that salmon (Whew)

You so used to the Hilton, well girl welcome to the Amway

It's real room service this way, no knock on the door by mistake

I come with the champagne, come with the rosé, dinner's already on me

And that Jon B in the background like you was calling on me

(Your nigga not me!)

You're too on, Tinashe, with a Halo, Beyoncé

Call me your lover boy, I'm at your crib like around eight

You've been trying me and I'm tired of waiting

Your Apple Watch says no time to waste

Understand we just kicking it on this sunny escape

I just want you to know

That I love you

More and more and more and more

I just want you to know

That I love you

More and more and more and more

I like pretty waitresses (I do), tip them presidential faces (I did)

Trying to get the number, make their occupation place my favorite (I want)

Walk outside the club nameless, walk outside that bitch famous

She not here to fuck you niggas, she's just here for entertainment (Fuck!)

Baby doll got that cash, I call her Kash Doll

And then that ass soft, diving right in that shit, my mask off

We go down to the club, you popping bottles right to the last song

Hit the after hour, then we hit the crib

I'm Sisqo baby, let me see that thong (Whoa)

She got hella fans, only plans for that cake (Cake!)

Your only problem should, be the Benz or the Wraith (Skrr Skrr)

But don't forget I'm player, don't you bank on a chase (Nah)

Don't get your heart racing like one ninety on the interstate

And baby I'm a boss, you can tell by my lean

And I know that a boss is the man of your dreams (I know that shit)

I always kept Ms. Jackson's daughter so fresh and so clean (You see me, I see you)

Fucking with a nigga let's you buy without spending your means

Yeah

Woo!

Aye

I just want you to know

That I love you

More and more and more and more

I just want you to know

That I love you

More and more and more and more