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Rudy Guccio - CHANEL Lyrics



Rudy Guccio - CHANEL Lyrics
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[ Featuring Jim Jones ]

You got the body of a goddess, mami
In the crowd, you're the one that's chosen
Can't wait for you to ride it like my pony
Kissin' down your neck, I got you jumpin' on it
Trap queen, I see you bustin' out them bells
Passenger princess, I don't want nobody else
Her old man only bringin' her drama
I see she need some style, I took her to Chanel
I can't even tell
I dropped a bigger bag on booking out hotels
Would've never known that you was even chosen
Plenty of other things, I probably should've known
Expensive cars got you rippin' off your clothes and
Put you on a flight you never flown in
Can't lie, my heart feel like it's stolen
Fast life, whippin' up the potion
Ghetto trap queen, that is her slogan
Pull up on me, baby, I have you soakin
Pull up on me, baby, I got your wrist on frozen
So what you do for me, you bust it wide open
You got the body of a goddess, mami
In the crowd, you're the one that's chosen
Can't wait for you to ride it like my pony
Kissin' down your neck, I got you jumpin' on it
Trap queen, I see you bustin' out them bells
Passenger princess, I don't want nobody else
Her old man only bringin' her drama
I see she need some style, I took her to Chanel
I just made a hundred, this shit took me like 80 hours
Nigga, if your face dirty, you can take you like 80 showers
They gon' wet that body up, it's like a nigga went to take a shower
I remember goin' to the store and buyin' five boxes of that bakin' powder
Cars with hidden compartments, birds that we hid in apartments
Buyin' that drip from the store, so of course we did the departments
Coppin' watches out the box through, same way we cop the drops too
Could still be up in Harlem, all type of foreigns when I stop through
Beep, beep, tell that bitch come down
Hope she can swim, she see my wrist, well then that bitch gon' drown
All this standin' on business, niggas gon' sit you down
If you got to work, well, I still got me a list of towns
You got the body of a goddess, mami
In the crowd, you're the one that's chosen
Can't wait for you to ride it like my pony
Kissin' down your neck, I got you jumpin' on it
Trap queen, I see you bustin' out them bells
Passenger princess, I don't want nobody else
Her old man only bringin' her drama
I see she need some style, I took her to Chanel
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You got the body of a goddess, mami
In the crowd, you're the one that's chosen
Can't wait for you to ride it like my pony
Kissin' down your neck, I got you jumpin' on it
Trap queen, I see you bustin' out them bells
Passenger princess, I don't want nobody else
Her old man only bringin' her drama
I see she need some style, I took her to Chanel
I can't even tell
I dropped a bigger bag on booking out hotels
Would've never known that you was even chosen
Plenty of other things, I probably should've known
Expensive cars got you rippin' off your clothes and
Put you on a flight you never flown in
Can't lie, my heart feel like it's stolen
Fast life, whippin' up the potion
Ghetto trap queen, that is her slogan
Pull up on me, baby, I have you soakin
Pull up on me, baby, I got your wrist on frozen
So what you do for me, you bust it wide open
You got the body of a goddess, mami
In the crowd, you're the one that's chosen
Can't wait for you to ride it like my pony
Kissin' down your neck, I got you jumpin' on it
Trap queen, I see you bustin' out them bells
Passenger princess, I don't want nobody else
Her old man only bringin' her drama
I see she need some style, I took her to Chanel
I just made a hundred, this shit took me like 80 hours
Nigga, if your face dirty, you can take you like 80 showers
They gon' wet that body up, it's like a nigga went to take a shower
I remember goin' to the store and buyin' five boxes of that bakin' powder
Cars with hidden compartments, birds that we hid in apartments
Buyin' that drip from the store, so of course we did the departments
Coppin' watches out the box through, same way we cop the drops too
Could still be up in Harlem, all type of foreigns when I stop through
Beep, beep, tell that bitch come down
Hope she can swim, she see my wrist, well then that bitch gon' drown
All this standin' on business, niggas gon' sit you down
If you got to work, well, I still got me a list of towns
You got the body of a goddess, mami
In the crowd, you're the one that's chosen
Can't wait for you to ride it like my pony
Kissin' down your neck, I got you jumpin' on it
Trap queen, I see you bustin' out them bells
Passenger princess, I don't want nobody else
Her old man only bringin' her drama
I see she need some style, I took her to Chanel
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Writer: Joseph Jones, Romario Daley
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Performed by: Rudy Guccio
Featuring: Jim Jones
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Joseph Jones, Romario Daley
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