Champions Lyrics – Ty Dolla $ign, Wiz Khalifa is the latest English song also produced by Ghostrage, Section 8, OG Parker, Ty Dolla $ign. Champions Lyrics are written by Section 8, OG Parker, Ghostrage, Wiz Khalifa, Ty Dolla $ign.
Champions Song Details:
| Song: | Champions |
| Singer: | Ty Dolla $ign, Wiz Khalifa |
| Produced by: | Ghostrage, Section 8, OG Parker, Ty Dolla $ign |
| Lyrics: | Section 8, OG Parker, Ghostrage, Wiz Khalifa, Ty Dolla $ign |
Champions Lyrics
Dolla, Aye!
DJ Bosski (..?)!
Let’s Get It!
We The Champions (Aye!)
Here In Los Angeles (Aye!)
We Doing Numbers (Aye!)
Bringing Home Victories Straight Out The Huddle
I Met The Plug, Introduced To My Brother
My Squad Superior, Aingt None Above Us (Aye!)
We Doing Numbers (Aye!)
Gang In The Building And We Taking Over (Aye!)
Call The Promoters (Aye!)
I Just Pulled Up In This Thang With My Soldiers
I Blew A Zip And I’m Still Sober
Zaza, That’s Mid, I’ma Need Me Some Gas
Call Up Khalifa (Khalifa)
Bring The McQueen And The KK
He Know I Stay With Some Bad Lil’ Babies
T-G-O-D, Baby, Know That’s The Gang Gang
Crazy Girls After The Gamе
We Throwing Hundreds, We Going Insanе
Pouring This Liquor Out, Pouring This Liquor Out
Yeah! Homies, We Pouring This Liquor Out
We Get Awards When We Give God The Glory
Not Shooting My Shot, But Most Times I Be Scoring
I Do This For My City, I Bring Home The Trophy
Feel Like Freddie Mercury, We Are–
We The Champions (Aye!)
Here In Los Angeles (Aye!)
We Doing Numbers (Aye!)
Bringing Home Victories Straight Out The Huddle
I Met The Plug, Introduced To My Brother
My Squad Superior, Aingt None Above Us (Aye!)
We Doing Numbers (Aye!)
Gang In The Building And We Taking Over (Aye!)
Feeling Like I Can’t Miss
Baby, It’s All In The Wrist
You Really Wanna Be The Boss, That’s Expensive
Aingt The Real Champ If You Never Defended
Put In That Work
I’ma Make Them Remember (Oh! , Oh! , Oh! )
I Just Broke Down Hella Trees Yelling: Timber
Stand In The Line, They Put Me In The Center
It Blow They Mind When They See How I’m Winning
Went Back And Doubled Up, Now You In Trouble
My N!ggas All Hustle, My Diamonds All Huddled Up
T-G-O-D Got The Sh!t Off The Muscle
Ask Me About My Life
I Love It, I Love It (Oh! , Oh! , Oh! )
I Got So Many Rings
I Need Room For Another One
Been Through The Pain
Now It Aingt No More Struggle
My Team Win The Game
Put Our Face On The Cover
My Brotha, We The Champions
We The Champions (Aye!)
Here In Los Angeles (Aye!)
We Doing Numbers (Aye!)
Bringing Home Victories Straight Out The Huddle
I Met The Plug, Introduced To My Brother
My Squad Superior, Aingt None Above Us (Aye!)
We Doing Numbers (Aye!)
Gang In The Building And We Taking Over (Aye!)
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Oh! , Oh!