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BEAT UP CHANEL$ - Slayyyter (Lyrics)

BEAT UP CHANEL$ - Slayyyter (Lyrics) 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 [Pre-Chorus] 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