New Chanel
I put her in new Chanel, can't you tell
But she still mad at me though
I put her in number nine, just to smell good when she hang with me though
I bought you a brand new car, need no keys
Push to start, they mad at me though
All these niggas hate on me, wish me dead
But they really fans of me though
Tell me how he treat you
Aye fuck it switch the subject girl it's nice to meet you
(You stole my heart, girl my heart)
The First time that I seen you
I don't know what it is
But I like when she wear see through
And girl I like you
But she know I don't like people
She said I like you too, but why you look so evil
Inherit new chain, new ice
She on igloo
Your man can't say the same, he a lame, we not equal
You gotta understand you fucking with a rockstar baby
That nigga acting hard, we gonna get him knocked off baby
Bitch why you thug me like that
Could've been a pop star baby
And I just can't believe, that you deceived me, Imma leave you
What you mad at me for
I put her in new Chanel, can't you tell
But she still mad at me though
I put her in number nine, just to smell good when she hang with me though
I bought you a brand new car, need no keys
Push to start, they mad at me though
All these niggas hate on me, wish me dead
But they really fans of me though
But she still mad at me though
I put her in number nine, just to smell good when she hang with me though
I bought you a brand new car, need no keys
Push to start, they mad at me though
All these niggas hate on me, wish me dead
But they really fans of me though
Tell me how he treat you
Aye fuck it switch the subject girl it's nice to meet you
(You stole my heart, girl my heart)
The First time that I seen you
I don't know what it is
But I like when she wear see through
And girl I like you
But she know I don't like people
She said I like you too, but why you look so evil
Inherit new chain, new ice
She on igloo
Your man can't say the same, he a lame, we not equal
You gotta understand you fucking with a rockstar baby
That nigga acting hard, we gonna get him knocked off baby
Bitch why you thug me like that
Could've been a pop star baby
And I just can't believe, that you deceived me, Imma leave you
What you mad at me for
I put her in new Chanel, can't you tell
But she still mad at me though
I put her in number nine, just to smell good when she hang with me though
I bought you a brand new car, need no keys
Push to start, they mad at me though
All these niggas hate on me, wish me dead
But they really fans of me though
Credits
Writer(s): Derrick Allgood
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