Uploaded February 2010 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
I'm not the OWNER of the SONG or PICTURE.
No Champagne - by 4Lyn, from the album "4Lyn" (2001)
Lyrics:
(are you ready, or what?)
so here i come
save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger.
right in front of ya eyes
u see me standin wit da mic in da right hand,
ain't that aight,man (come on!!)
5 bucks entry and da drinks aren't 4 free
the bartender's trippin'and ya girl is lookin'at me
typical - tropical heat...chewin'gum on ya seat...
yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed.
tell me, what's da reason,yo,
why do u came ? why do ya blame ?
the band is giving everything.
oh,now u say that it's 2 loud...
do u think that it is silent when u shout?
tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..)
you wanna criticize me?
yeah,i can feel it in the air...
adrenaline is risin,homes,yo...
ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and i can feel it in my bones...
pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me!
drink no champagne!
(it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up!it's a stikk-up,yo,it's a stikk-up....it's a stikk-up,fukk!!)
yo,I hear ya screamin'4 payback,bitch,but i have 2
disapoint u ,
cuz i dont swing tec's or baseballbats...
so i guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u,
and i won't explain da rules 2 times 4 u...
wake up early,son,first come-first serve...
speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve.
the crowd wants 2 be entertained...
so what'cha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain????
pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me.
drink no champagne!
(it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up,it's a stikk-up,yo it's a stikk-up,it's a stikk-up,boy!!....)
I'm not the OWNER of the SONG or PICTURE.
No Champagne - by 4Lyn, from the album "4Lyn" (2001)
Lyrics:
(are you ready, or what?)
so here i come
save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger.
right in front of ya eyes
u see me standin wit da mic in da right hand,
ain't that aight,man (come on!!)
5 bucks entry and da drinks aren't 4 free
the bartender's trippin'and ya girl is lookin'at me
typical - tropical heat...chewin'gum on ya seat...
yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed.
tell me, what's da reason,yo,
why do u came ? why do ya blame ?
the band is giving everything.
oh,now u say that it's 2 loud...
do u think that it is silent when u shout?
tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..)
you wanna criticize me?
yeah,i can feel it in the air...
adrenaline is risin,homes,yo...
ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and i can feel it in my bones...
pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me!
drink no champagne!
(it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up!it's a stikk-up,yo,it's a stikk-up....it's a stikk-up,fukk!!)
yo,I hear ya screamin'4 payback,bitch,but i have 2
disapoint u ,
cuz i dont swing tec's or baseballbats...
so i guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u,
and i won't explain da rules 2 times 4 u...
wake up early,son,first come-first serve...
speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve.
the crowd wants 2 be entertained...
so what'cha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain????
pay 4 fame (...it's da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
fight,fight,fight,fight me.
drink no champagne!
(it's a stikk up,yo,it's a stikk up,it's a stikk-up,yo it's a stikk-up,it's a stikk-up,boy!!....)
