Chords for Quavo - Champagne Rosé ft. Cardi B & Madonna (Quavo Huncho)

_ Pantyhose, [Gm] it's my drink, [G] drink me up some pantyhose, drink _ me [Gm] up _ some pantyhose, drink me up some pantyhose, drink me _ up some pantyhose, drink me up some pantyhose, drink me up some pantyhose, drink me [Gm]
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[Gm] Ten bottles, ten [Dm] bottles, more drinkin' at the bottle
Ten _
[Gm] bottles, ten bottles, more drinkin' at the bottle
Look, this [G] ain't my time to tickin' These [D] hoes is off the mystic
Somebody told you not to fuck [Gm] with me, I won't listen
Now this big mama, big water, big charm [G] I get pissed off, you get pissed on
Look, [Gm] outside everybody, this is CeCe LeBron
[G] I don't do number [Gm] two, that's the type of shit I'm on
_ It's my game, these
Drippin' like she dancin' in the rain
I had to give her new nickname
Designer call her Mette Geller Gang
She made me wanna buy this in a chain
Ice, rose gold mixed with champagne
Rose gold, yeah
And other than that, she David Blaine
She disappeared, [G] only thing I knew was her name
When he hit his champagne
[Gm] _ Champagne, champagne, drink me [G] up some pant
_ Champagne, _ _ champagne, drink me up some pant
Champagne, _ _ _ champagne, drink me up some [G] pant
Champagne, _ _ _ [Gm] _
champagne, drink me up [G] some pant
Two _ [Dm] bottles, three bottles, [D] four bottles, five bottles
Drink me up some panties
Ten bottles, [Gm] ten models, no drinkin' at the bottle
[G] Drink me up some panties
_ [Gm] We out in public, and we thuggin'
[G] Know they love me, yeah
[Gm] Poppin' bottles, we on that foreign shit
Can't keep from comin', [G] yeah
_ Shout it [A] back, mama, get [Gm] that bag though
And that ass off, yeah
I told her, please don't play games [C] My game
Please let [Gm] me entertain you
What inside your bone too
[G] _ And that's what keeps your brain open
Baby, what I'll make [Gm] you
I'll take you for a ride _
Turn you up in sunlight
[G] And nothing you can hide
Baby, [Gm] what I'll make you
[G] _ Baby, what I'll make you
[G] _ It's