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"Crying In Chanel" is a track by D-Block Europe, from the album DBE World, released 6th July 2023. The track is 2:56 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about D-Block Europe.
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Yeah, posting shit will get your feelings hurt Businessman, I put feelings last usually but with you I put feelings first A S-Class on your drive if you're feeling Mercs The risk start looking more smaller once you see the perks Your wrists start looking more icy, I CC your purse Hide my habits from you so you never seen a Perc' Now you won't see me flirt, I tell a chick that I ain't got game But when you're in my city come and see me first You touch me and we cumming by the hour I'm ducking like them niggas outta power And every other nigga bm in my DMs on me, so they feeling kinda sour But I won't give they girl a golden shower I'm loving every single thing about her, from her baby hairs To her little pinky toe, hanging on, baby should I carry on? Every time they see you in your winter fur jacket on Shining wearin' some shit out of a catalogue Oh, here we go with your mum's advice Baby I don't want your mum's advice Maybe if she took it with your dad you might have a better life And maybe you won't be so full of spite, oh Cruising in my Range Rove darling Tryna dodge a plain clothes darling Cruising in my Range Rove darling Tryna dodge a plain clothes darling I ain't taking you to no English restaurant, I'm embarrassed When you're with twenty-nine you gotta learn some Spanish Or work on your Italian, rich sex one K a night, we in the mandarin Fuck her from the back, I'm standing tall 'cause she a stallion Working on my cardio, my stamina, had to tell my dog, he bring the cannon out Thinking I should bring you to my family house Now I got you a Lou Lou matchin' Birk, she just sexted our family now And she ain't too boujee for an overture Gotta make her leave the room room because we loading up a load of shells Cali in the zip lock, lean through the Royal Mail Tryin' to hide, I'm sippin' but she know me well And if I make you cry, then you crying in Chanel Wiping your eyes in the Louis store And baby if you're sad, then you should cry in a Lamb Lamborghini tears, let's wipe them off Said baby if you're bad like you say you're bad then You ain't gotta have no fears at all She said all men are trash, well if all men are trash Then I'd rather be that trash, that boy I'm tryna eat for a hour, cold shower I think this lady done gave me a whole power I think this lady gave me a new meaning Built like I'm fiending, overdosing, I need it Posting shit will get your feelings hurt Businessman, I put feelings last usually but with you I put feelings first A S-Class on your drive if you're feeling Mercs The risk start looking more smaller once you see the perks Your wrists start looking more icy, I CC your purse Hide my habits from you so you never seen a Perc' Now you won't see me flirt, I tell a chick that I ain't got game But when you're in my city come and see me first You touch me and we cumming by the hour I'm ducking like them niggas outta power And every other nigga bm in my DMs on me, so they feeling kinda sour But I won't give they girl a golden shower I'm loving every single thing about her, from her baby hairs To her little pinky toe, hanging on, baby should I carry on? Every time they see you in your winter fur jacket on
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