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Lil Wayne - Chanel No. 5 feat. Fousheé (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Fousheé
Fousheé
Vocals
Manny Galvez
Manny Galvez
Programming
Julian Munro
Julian Munro
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fousheé
Fousheé
Songwriter
Manny Galvez
Manny Galvez
Songwriter
Julian Munro
Julian Munro
Songwriter
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Manny Galvez
Manny Galvez
Recording Engineer
Julian Munro
Julian Munro
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Sloane Esme
Sloane Esme
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cristal Viramontes
Cristal Viramontes
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I bought my bitch some Chanel No. 5 Five star the blicky, I rep for the five (oooh) Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion Four finger ring, leave a ring 'round your eye Buss down brass knuckles, she wink and I fuck her You blink and I bluck her, that Nina I'm tuckin' Just call me Big Buzzalino, I'm buzzin' I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet Oh, yeah, walk around, you gon' get sprayed (sprayed) Hey, hey I see the hate everywhere in my eyes Lil' bae just text, "Where you at?" No reply I skeet in her face, she laid back, open wide Before we had cake, niggas had humble pie I smell like cream and Chanel No. 5 You smell Codeine when I belch in the air I put OG in the air, that's a log Choppa gon' ring like, "Hello? It's for y'all" (hello?) Coco Chanel All of my niggas, they loco Chanel I'm only puttin' West Coast in the L Okay, okay, now I'm smokin' Chanel Rich as a bitch, I'm like Oprah, Chanel All of these niggas, they broker than nails All of these niggas, they jokin', Chapelle I spent a millon on Venmo and on Zelle And It's flyin' off the shelf (shelf) Them worry about stylin' wearing like Chanel Yeah, I think they want me to fail They know damn well if it's featurin' Fousheé then that shit gon' sell They don't acknowledge but dip in the well I got a Grammy while clippin' my nails Huh, I ain't gotta prove shit, I could scream in this bitch Got the pop bitches rockin' now, then switch New sound, new wig, new cadence, brand new style You could copy now, I'm singin' like, "Mm-hmm, alright" I ain't gotta try hard, it's so light Got all of this green, it's go time I'ma make 'em go mad in no time They sayin' shit gettin' spooky So I put my money on Tunechi I put my heart in that loose-leaf So I never trust, another loose lip And it's flyin' off the shelf (shelf) Them worry about stylin' wearing like Chanel That's why I wanna be like myself Them worry about stylin' wearing like Chanel I bought my bitch some Chanel No. 5 Five star the blicky, I rep for the five Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion Four finger ring, leave a ring 'round your eye Buss down brass knuckles, she wink and I fuck her You blink and I bluck her, that Nina I'm tuckin' Just call me Big Buzzalino, I'm buzzin' I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet Oh, yeah walk around, you gon' get sprayed (sprayed) Hey, hey Okay, I got that white girl, Adele I got that white girl, Adele What is all this fake shit that smell? Boy, I'm goin' ape shit like for real Wait, I smell like weed and Chanel No. 5 I make her scream 'til I tell her, "Be quiet" Get on your knees and make me weak in mine I say, "Aw, yeah" like dis the five "Aw, yeah" like dis the five, I smell like her and Chanel No. 5 I'm twistin' purple and yellow, LeBron I feel like Earth, Wind and Fire combined I smell like weed and Chanel No. 5 His bitch smell like me, he can smell when she lyin' He punchin' her nose, but won't dare hit a guy That nigga pussy and his girl pussy mine I smell like Snoop and Chanel No. 5 He throw up the deuce, I just held up a five I'm faster, my nigga, just fell from the sky There's love in the air, hold my breath, count to five Blink, blink and I bluck her, that Nina I'm tuckin' (Nina I'm tickin') I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet (I'm a puppet yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Manny Galvez, Julian Munro, Britanny Foushee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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