Bleu De Chanel

Naughty naughty
Baby you so damn naughty
And I got that work in the trunk
But I want that black la Ferrari
And she keep bitin her tongue
But I can already tell
She lovin my smell
Got on that bleu de chanel
Got on that bleu de Chanel
Dat bleu Chanel
Got on that bleu de
Got on that bleu de chanel
Got on that bleu de chanel
Uh
That bleu chanel
Got on that bleu de
Got on that bleu de chanel

I'm servin it up
I'm living it up
The money is tucked
The tommy is tucked
My grind is different
I'm from the district
The rest of them don't pay no mind but me I sit back and I listen
She fell in love with da coo coo
She keep on begging for more more
Drugs all over the floor floor
Praying we don't see the po po
Fuckin' right after the show show
Kick her right outta the door door
I see a bag I get it
Bring it right back for some more more
I ain't got time for this shit
My partner n my brodie you can get hit
You can get hit
I'm on time with this shit
I ain't gone fold
I'm with shawty
I'm gone hit

Naughty naughty
Baby you so damn naughty
And I got that work in the trunk
But I want that black la Ferrari
And she keep biting her tongue
But I can already tell
She lovin' my smell
Got on that bleu de chanel
Got on that bleu de Chanel
Uhhh
That bleu Chanel
Got on that bleu de
Got on that bleu de chanel
Got on that bleu de chanel
That bleu chanel
Got on that bleu de
Got on that bleu de chanel



Credits
Writer(s): Sammi Nassar
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