"Armand de Brignac" (Gold Monuments)

-LYRICS- HOOK: Alcoholics, Anonymous... with Gold Monuments, Will Leave A Pretty Model, Bottomless... & On Your Dick, with No Arguments! Well Obviously... (2×) VERSE: popping gold bottles... i could be your role model... with a rollie of a watch, that won't show that tic or that toc... bitch, i'm grown, now... why you call me, damn?... i thought you had a man? shit, i understand! he on your last nerve, word is that he got another bird, so he kicked you to the curb, and left you out in the burbs... listen mami... let me pour a glass, of that Armand de Brignac... as we contemplate how you move on from your past... just spill this drink in your throat, and slip your panties on the floor... suppose you know what's next... that... S. E. X. ... now them bitches getting wet... so we know what's next... let's all talk about sex... i start way at the top, kiss you till you start drop... then move my hands slowly across your waist... and hit every spot, till you tell me "please don't stop"... right when i whisper in your ear "you want me to go down here?" i'll give you the time of your life... the ride of your life... my sex is so good... you'd wanna be my wife... no kidds, no checks, just only lovely stripes... don't worry about the trip, i'll have you here, next flight... or we could fly to Bahamas, chilling in cabanas, drinking piña coladas... reminisce the gold bottles... that cost about grand... take it easy on me mami, i'm only being honest, and it's NOT hard to see that... HOOK: Alcoholics, Anonymous... with Gold Monuments, Will Leave A Pretty Model, Bottomless... & On Your Dick, with No Arguments! Well Obviously... (2×)