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Christian Dior, ay She want that Christian Dior, ay She want that Christian Dior She want that Christian Dior She want that Christian Dior She want that Christian Dior Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay I got no choice but to ball 'Cause she want that Christian Dior 'Member them nights I was all in my Birkin, you niggas ain't pick up the call I cannot fuck with you niggas, they say that they love me but want me to fall Man I thought you was my dog I'm tryna figure it out, yeah, yeah Achoo, slatt, wipe my nose You can just stay for the night, Lil Boat Say he get money, I swear he don't That nigga cappin', he say he tote Man I just sing for the money, blue notes 'Bout to get rich so they calling me bro Google my niggas, they pull up with chrome My diamonds wet like an ocean now My diamonds wet, yeah they soaking now I made the wave and they floating now He talking shit, then we toast him (Bow) Try to run up, you get broken down Fourth quarter shit, aw, yeah, we really see that he choking now 'Bout to get rich, aw, yeah, niggas gon' act like they know me now All of my niggas on go-o-o Nigga we kick in the door-o-o I take a sip 'cause I'm stressing I cop a four and I pour-o-o Ouu, yah, destined, nigga I swear that I'm destined Ouu, yah, blessings, I gotta count up my blessings I got no choice but to ball 'Cause she want that Christian Dior 'Member them nights I was all in my Birkin, you niggas ain't pick up the call I cannot fuck with you niggas, they say that they love me but want me to fall Man I thought you was my dog I'm tryna figure it out, yeah, yeah Christian Dior, ay She want that Christian Dior, ay She want that Christian Dior She want that Christian Dior She want that Christian Dior She want that Christian Dior She want that Christian Dior Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Writer(s): Adeleke Adeyeni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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