Versace & Coco Chanel

Versace & Coco Chanel
All my bitches smelling player
If junkies would vote I'm the mayor
I wish she would touch the scale
Just got off the road, zips is all I know
Don't get too lost in the mail
Hell, is what reap em, this desert eagle
Aint on safe yeah it's on sale

No mission's impossible
I still get ratchet with proper hoes
If she gotta degree I raise the degree
And tell her it's getting too hot for clothes
Life is full of them obstacles
Do I whopper or I Pappadeauxs
Yo bird is a stalker, Yo bird is a walker
Ironic she stand a Lil hoe pigeon-toed
Nigga I just left the 12
Balcony smoking a half
City view getting some ass
City route moving them bags
Choosy Lil bitch, ruthless Lil bitch
I just like to see her shake it
I just threw a Tiffany bracelet
This bin punched us to Vegas

Versace & Coco Chanel
All my bitches smelling player
If junkies would vote I'm the mayor
I wish she would touch the scale
Just got off the road, zips is all I know
Don't get too lost in the mail
Hell, is what reap em, this desert eagle
Aint on safe yeah it's on sale

Christian Lou's Christian Dior
Yeah she be steppin in it
Double C she the message sender
Double G ima gracious giver
Temptation hit us
Like Paul sitting outside In front of the Motown building
I text them niggas
Tell em AT&T adding mo lines than that Matrix picture
I anchor niggas
Hold em down with the weight until they weight is lifted
Can't safe the pistol
In the wrong shoes tryna slide
That be them safety issues
I ain't for niggas
But the for give thanks just like a grateful nigga
I ain't for giggles
Go chuckle and KeKe along with that HAHA nigga

Versace & Coco Chanel
All my bitches smelling player
If junkies would vote I'm the mayor
I wish she would touch the scale
Just got off the road, zips is all I know
Don't get too lost in the mail
Hell, is what reap em, this desert eagle
Aint on safe yeah it's on sale
Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace



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Writer(s): Earl Lockette
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