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• Artiste: Slayyyter
• Titre: Beat Up Chanel$
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Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed I want a cigarette Don't wanna talk with ease I'm over all it Don't try fuckin' with me Boy, I don't want it You should go and get with her She's better for ya Baby, I'm not that girl Don't want no loving from ya Don't try fuckin' with me-e, yeah No, I don't want it You should go and get with her, oh, uh She's better for ya Never gonna be your girl Boy, I don't want ya I don't want loving All that I want is Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real I don't give a damn Don't you understand? I've been down So don't come around I see it, know you want it Yeah Yeah, I'm not going for it It's in the best He really want a chance Sorry, man, not a fan He lookin' when I dance Keep ya head up out ya pants I never really want it You know that all I want is All I want is Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed I want a cigarette Money, drugs, chains on my chest, that vintage Celine Diamond grills, champagne bottles, swagger I bleed I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed I want a cigarette Sex, money, drugs, chains on my chest, vintage Celine Diamond grills, champagne bottles I get for free I want sex, money, bitches, and the stickiest weed Fuck him, go into his closet, steal some of his Supreme I want beat up Chanels, I want new personnel I wanna dye my hair every pretty shade of pastel I want nasty after parties, banged up at the motel I want beat up Chanels, I want something for real B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real B-beat up Chanels, I want something for real