5280
Put your hands up!
303 gon' and get them hands up!

3 times
We the champs 3 times
We was at war but now it's peace time
You know they love my lines so I gotta rewind
We gon always be on top cuz you know we grind
For the city
They can't miss me cuz im bringing em with me
Bombs weren't dropped they were thrown so pretty
Did it as a team no man on their own
No fly Zone
We bringing that trophy back home
Lombardi
Bring out the Bacardi
This is our party
We ain't sorry
For dabbin' on em
Cuz they was laughing on us
Sent em homies home
Now they packin on up
Uh
So now who hatin'?
Who throwin shade?
Cuz we got Peyton
We run this like Davis
Look at the crowd so amazing
(We been waiting)
Champagne raining
Yeah tonight we celebrating
Whooooo
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5280 baby
Got the whole city goin crazy
Ridin the horizon so hazy baby
And I don't really care where this Bronco gon take me baby


Quarterback Killer
MVP Von Miller
Had to build up
We got like 60 pillars
Every player deserves this
Every player had their purpose
Had your share of dirt and turfin'
Earned it put the work in
Now the floats surfin'
The lights no longer burning
All the work was worth it
Pack of wolfs but there's only one Ware
Riding down 17th
Confetti in the air
They wasn't ready
We was packin heavy
Artillery so deadly
Riding steady in that White Chevy
Like CJ
No brakes
No mistakes
Mile High
Mountain Made
Any given
Sunday
We pray
We Play
Champions
Like 'Ye
Clear the way
We coming
Know your place
We say
Keep hating
Milita in Orange and Navy
Now we the Champs like Bailey
Oh
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