BEAT UP CHANEL$ versuri

Versuri Slayyyter – BEAT UP CHANEL$ lyrics

[Intro]
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

[Verse 1]
Don’t wanna talk with ease, I’m over all it
Don’t try fucking with me, boy, I don’t want it
You should go and get with her, she’s better for you
Baby, I’m not that girl, don’t want no loving from you
Don’t try fucking with me-e, yeah, no, I don’t want it
You should go and get with her, oh, uh, she’s better for you
Never gonna be your girl, boy, I don’t want you
I don’t want loving, all that I want is

[Chorus]
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 afterparties, banged up at the motel
I want beat-up Chanels, I want something for real

[Verse 2]
(Don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I)
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 looking when I dance, keep your head up out your pants
I never really want it
You know that all I want is, all I want is

[Bridge]
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

[Chorus]
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 afterparties, banged up at the motel
I want beat-up Chanels, I want something for real

[Outro]
Beat-up Chanels, I want something for real
Beat-up Chanels, I want something for real
Beat-up Chanels, I want something for real