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[Hook:] I had so much champagne up in the club And I ain’t come up here and I ain’t looking for love I’mma leave all my problems out on the floor I’mma drink so much that I can’t make it home So would you take me home? (Yeah) [Refrain:] Now we rollin’ on, stayin’ out all night Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night Getting drunk, stayin’ out all night Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night Crashing a party, stayin’ out all night Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night Getting this money, stayin’ out all night Stayin’ out all night, stayin’ out all night Leaving all my problems at the door Pouring up, soon as you think it’s enough they bringin’ more Hanging onto what niggas told me “get your paper up” You work hard for what you got, they could never take it from you All you need is a little patience, let me demonstrate All my niggas in the game, we talkin’ ‘cause we been through it Rolling weed in raw papers, taking shots, gin got me faded If I get back to your spot, won’t know how I made it Now I made my way in the game So much money, don’t know how a nigga stayin’ the same I’m too straight, I get high all day, I take it straight to the brain I stay fly all week, like seven days on a plane Came here to spend it not leave with it Like KK rolled up, let my team hit it So long babe, let’s sip ‘til it’s payday That fuck shit don’t play [Laughs] [Hook] Yeah, keep the good times rollin’ and the champagne pourin’ On the plane and I don’t know where I’m goin’ Make sure my team keep ballin’ and the hoes keep callin’ And the money keep fallin’ on the floor Where you tryna go, only care about what’s in your drink You tryna go hard, don’t think about tomorrow Don’t care about what people think You don’t care about waitin’ outside You be with everybody up in the front You yelin’ “ass up, face down” up in the club And now we turning up (let’s party) I’m in the club rolling weed like I’m Marley Smoking dearly departed That’s kill, too real, come to me get it started The bottles be poppin’ like its 4th of July We just pourin’ them shots, back shooting courts in the sky Pouring some for the girls, and pouring more for my guys Cause we made it my niggas, I just wanna thank my niggas Hear niggas talking shit, but they ain’t my niggas