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Champion Next Year

We know that the faces come and go So we need to make this mean even more Every effort made to keep pushing on Just a promise that we'll be here next year

get down like wha Motherfucker, thought that the X would stop But I got niggas like 'Yo, who's the next to drop' From his camp get the stamp, the grand champ

year That Bentley or polstry leather The leather that be up in the coats I wear Wherever I go so there ya have it Cashmere fabrics, never caught in last year

dipping Look at all my homeboys tripping They'll knock you out, one punch like the champ Going to jail is like summer camp We shake hands one day, kill each other the next

dipping Look at all my homeboys tripping They'll knock you out, one punch like the champ Going to jail is like summer camp We shake hands one day, kill each other the next

the avenue, I know, when they see us sing, there she is [Talib] Fresher than Tony Rebel's vestibules at African street festivals My incredible women is, plentiful Over the years

avenue, I know, when they see us sing, there she is Fresher than Tony Rebel's vestibules at African street festivals My incredible women is, plentiful Over the years

hard, she kept Vaseline Open as she swung back, couldn't help her dress blue back Now I'm held accountable right for my actions Right before the Wallabee Champ

it down, one, two When you and I verse at war And your verse at core for what you thought before Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore The next