Mina Testi

Mina Champion Testo

Mmm.

This is celebration, this is levetation

Look at how you winnin now, this took dedication

This is meditation, higher education

This the official competitor elimination

I was takin trips with Web to move weight,

Came back to queens then hit up a new state

Bitches don’t know the half like they flunked at math

Bitches ain’t have cut up crack up in the stash

50 cent italian, icy flow

It’s that run and get a dollar for a ice cream cone

Cuz they killed my little cousin Nicholas

But my memory’s only happy images

This is for the hood, this is for the kids

This is for the single mothers, niggas doin biz

This one is for TT, Tweety, Viola, Shariki

Candice, Timby, Lauren, Iesha.

It’s a celebration

Put it up for the ghetto

It’s times like these

They know who we are by now

They know who we are.

Champion, a champion.

[Drake:]

Yeah, okay, we made it to america

I remember when I used to stay with erica

Label transferred 20 million to comerica

Fuckin terrabus got me actin out of character

Young TO nigga, either ridin’ range

The ferarri top down, screamin money ain’t a thang

Tell me when I changed, girl, but only when I change

Cuz I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they knowww

Makin’ hits in 3 acre cribs

Cookin’ up tryna eat nigga steak and ribs

I made a couple stars outta basic chicks

Nowadays blow the candles out, don’t even make a wish

Havin good times, makin good money

Lot of bad bitches but they good to me

I make her do the splits for a rack

Wish you niggas good luck tryna get where I’m at

Straight like that

It’s a celebration

Put it up for the ghetto

It’s times like these

They know who we are by now

They know who we are.

Champion, a champion.

[Young Jeezy:]

Straight ballin in this bitch, jeremy lin, mello.

Tell me one thing you won’t do? settle.

Gimme one word for ya chain? yellow

Pocket full of money, black card, ghetto

Critics say I ain’t in the game, A I?

So how you deal with the fame? STAY HIGH

Stay puttin down for the town, may I

What chu call a crib in the sky? play high

Half a mil in 3 weeks, yall did it like a champ

Mama taught me pride, yeah, she did it with the stamps

Wait a minute, every body pause for the photo

Somebody tell these loco ain’t niggas, I’m global

Tell me what I gotta do to get this champagne goin

What I gotta do to get this coconut flowin

Don’t let me in son, hundred bottles of the ace

Lemme in son, go money cases in my place let’s celebrate

It’s a celebration

Put it up for the ghetto

It’s times like these

They know who we are by now

They know who we are.

Champion, a champion.

[Nas:]

What up nicki? it’s nasty. yeah. yeah yeah.

I sold my first 2 million dollars, I was 23.

I’m barely a man yet I had some killers under me

This ain’t rated PG, this rated PJ.

Cuz that’s where a nigga fuck, murder on replay

My 24th bday, I’m sailin to Bimini

You can see me on a yacht blastin Pac, little nah, I ain’t greedy

I’m back to thuggin bitches that can make it and kiss other bitches,

My man sister like me, I don’t fuck my brother’s sister

I just aspire, desire to be different

My 10 year old plan just one year til finish

My list went like this: first thing to sever,

The difference in pussy white black latin or other

Here’s a man who clearly isn’t basic,

Waitin list just to hear me or witness the greatness

Loud laughter while writin my next chapter

Fast cash life, happily ever after

Champions