| I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag
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| Come check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
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| I look in my bag, I got some blue cash
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| I just left the lot, I got a new Jag
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| Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
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| I look in my bag, I got some blue cash
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| Karats in my wrist and she like, «I just wanna see them
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| I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams»
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| Rose gold
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| Flexing with that Hitech, bitch
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| Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh
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| Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich
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| Flexing too hard, fucked up my torso
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| Fucked in her mouth, she got that sore throat
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| Balmain boots, jeans, and a fur coat
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| Thugging immigrant, you know me with pure croat
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| Juuging, they come with a barcode
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| I won’t slip over the wire like Marlow
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| I put your bitch in my bio
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| We pouring up lean like it’s Cinco de Mayo
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| Foreign red bitch, just like the Hitech
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| I can’t fuck unless the pussy wet
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| I got some snakes on my shoes
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| I got a hundred in jewels
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| I got her wet like a cruise
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| I got a 20, all blues
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| Born to win, we’ll never lose
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| Pouring up lean I got the juice
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| I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag
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| Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
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| I look in my bag, I got some blue cash
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| Karats in my wrist and she like, «I just wanna see them
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| I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams»
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| Rose gold
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| Flexing with that Hitech, bitch
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| Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh
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| Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich
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| Dress and I drip in Chanel
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| Giving these broke niggas hell
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| I want a rack, fuck a jail
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| Sipping on drink, I’m moving like a snail
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| Bitch, I was 18 years old with a bale
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| Niggas get caught by the law, they gon' tell
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| Came out that jungle, I run with them shottas, for real
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| All of my niggas, they worried 'bout a M
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| Been lifting weight, but don’t be in no gym
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| Riding in the backseat, but I’m in a recliner
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| I changed her up, put my bitch in Designer
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| Bitch, I’m not stressing, I’m chasing this check
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| She wanna fuck, but I only want neck
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| Can’t only fuck me, gotta run through the set
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| Late for the show, so we hopped on a jet
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| I just been running it up
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| I was so down on my luck
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| Now, bitch, I’m up
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| I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag
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| Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
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| I look in my bag, I got some blue cash
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| Karats in my wrist and she like, «I just wanna see them
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| I just wanna touch on you, your Backwoods look like three grams»
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| Rose gold
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| Flexing with that Hitech, bitch
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| Trap out that spot, that’s DrugRixh
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| Plug fare, that’s Hoodrich
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| I just left the lot, I got a new Jag
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| Go check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
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| I look in my bag, I got some blue cash |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chanel Swagg , by - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Song from the album Designer Drugz 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп