Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Coco Chanel, artist - Nicki Minaj. Date of issue: 09.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Coco Chanel |
| [Intro: Foxy Brown & |
| Boonk Gang |
| Whole lotta gang shit |
| Beatzz |
| Oh, uh, ugh, ayo, Chun, uh, ayo, Chun |
| We back on that Coco shit, nigga, number one, uh |
| Whole lotta gang shit |
| Haha, every bitch bloodclaat, girl |
| Oh, ayo, uh, Brooklyn! |
| Kick for my stomach, let’s go! |
| Yo, llevame a la coco, yeah a la a coco |
| Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco |
| Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po |
| Numero uno, me llama Yoko |
| Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling |
| Niggas know my name ring, and it go «ding-ding» |
| If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing |
| Ain’t talkin' 'bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting |
| Ayo, if I’m in the Gurkha, then they in the back of it |
| If I tell 'em eat food, then they make a snack of it |
| If they take your cocaine, then they making crack of it |
| If they yap your gold chain, then they make a plaque of it |
| No, we never lack on it, run up with the MAC on it |
| Put a couple racks on it, they gon' put the whack on it |
| She got the Nicki bundles, word to Stack on it |
| That’s word to Brooknam, that’s word to Bucktown |
| That’s word to Harlem World, shout out to uptown |
| You know I shine on 'em, I spray sheen on 'em |
| That’s word to Southside, Jamaica, Queens on 'em |
| I’m mad Queens on 'em, runn mad schemes on 'em |
| I never scale back, the triple beams on 'em |
| My ice gleams on 'em, Wu-Tang creams on 'em |
| I pull up on the block bumpin' Biggie «Dreams» on 'em (Woop) |
| Hunnit degrees on 'em, but I freeze on 'em |
| A light breeze on 'em, I might breeze on 'em |
| Might do it like it’s Christmas and light trees on 'em |
| I see the copycats bitin' my steez on 'em |
| Yo, llevame a la coco, yeah a la a coco |
| Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco |
| Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po |
| Numero uno, me llama Yoko |
| Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling |
| Niggas know my name ring, and it go «ding-ding» |
| If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing |
| Ain’t talkin' 'bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting |
| [Verse 2: Foxy Brown & |
| Nicki Minaj |
| Gimme some bloodclaat, gunshot |
| Brooklyn, where the fuck we at? |
| Flatbush, Bed-Stuy |
| That’s my word to Big, I’ma murder them rasclaats |
| All black Chloe straps, gally I’ma skully to the back |
| Fuck my ratchet at? |
| Come make me dutty that |
| Puss dem I chat 'bout, back like I never left |
| Man down when I come 'round, all y’all bitches bow down |
| King Fox, King Kong, back on my Chun-Li, nigga |
| Valentino bling thong, all y’all bitches duck me, fuck |
| Nick, come fuck it up, bad gyal a back it up |
| Coco 'pon my foot dem, |
| C’s pon my likkle pretty red bow |
| See dem buss one for baby, see dem, chugh! |
| Pussy whine chime, ay, ay, ay, ay |
| The bloodclaat this, the Moet let me die |
| Them bitches in them bum-ass Louis thigh highs |
| I’m on my clip, blue jeep, Van Herpen day-days (Woah) |
| Gun slingers, let me see y’all gun fingers |
| Y’all bitches dick riders |
| Little Nicki’s, little Inga’s, woah! |
| Yo, llevame a la coco, yeah a la a coco |
| Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco |
| Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po |
| Numero uno, me llama Yoko |
| Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling |
| Niggas know my name ring, and it go «ding-ding» |
| If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing |
| Ain’t talkin' 'bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting |
| [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj & |
| Foxy Brown |
| Foxy plus one, it’s me, young Chun |
| And we ah-guh fuck up the place and done |
| So tell 'em run, come and bring a lump sum |
| Ayo Fox, they don’t make us or break us, word to young guns |
| Put your hands up |
| Illest to ever do it, tell' em Fe recognize |
| Unuh Kartel, dem fi free up Vybz? |
| They call me Ms. Bitch, but I don’t miss, bitch |
| Got real shooters, better D up, guys |
| Who me? |
| I’m physically fine |
| Who she? |
| Inside we know she dyin' |
| Bitch ain’t see Billboard in 2017 |
| Had to drop Queen on 'em like a guillotine |
| All these jealous bitches on the jelly team |
| Keepin' it a hundred, that’s a jelly bean |
| Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Mhm, mhm, ayy, ayy) |
| Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Ihh, ihh, ayy, ayy) |