Ray Dior - CC Lyrics

My baby get whatever she needs 'cause I'm a real one
She can't hold you down, get you a new one
Chanelly on her purse, yeah that's the new one
I can hear your friends a mile away, they be hating they ain't got none
I know just what she likes, so imma get it right
Shout out to your ex 'cause he ain't hit it right
Before she goes to sleep, I gotta hit it twice
She got a drawer, ain't gotta pack a bag to spend the night
When she throw it back, I catch it like I'm Jerry Rice
And when I'm in it, I go deep, feel like I'm Barry White
She never knew the things that we could do with Ice
Spicy, imma make her cry when I slide inside
Imma get you right
Imma get it right
She just want Chanel
Imma get it (yeah)
Imma get it
Imma get it
Imma get it
Oh yeah
Get head when I say so
I'm chasing the bankroll
Fell in love with the Peso
Like, damn
Arch that back and take it all the best you can
Shorty want Chanel then imma get that bag
She gon' be a freak for the Double C
She treating the crib like the Double Tree, yeah
Things that you ain't seen, she do it for me
I could make her scream when I'm in between
Double C, Double G, everything that's in between
Double D, you know you can call on me, when you need
Hennessy and a little weed for the memories
I could make you beg for it
Got lil shawty on her
Get head when I say so
I'm chasing the bankroll
Fell in love with the Peso
Like, damn
Can't f*ck with the same hoes
Can't f*ck with a lame hoe
I'm starting to scrape hoes
Like Pam
My baby get whatever she needs, 'cause she a real one
If she can't hold you down, get you a new one
Chanelly on her purse, yeah that's the new one
I can hear your friends a mile away and they be hating they ain't got none
Imma get you right
Imma get it right
She just want Chanel
Imma get it (yeah)
Imma get it
Imma get it
Imma get it
Oh yeah
Get head when I say so
I'm chasing the bankroll
Fell in love with the Peso
Like, damn
Arch that back and take it all the best you can
Shorty want Chanel then imma get that bag
She gon' be a freak just for me to see
She don't f*ck with you, that's why she stuck with me
Love the way she arch her toes, she got them pretty feet
And she ain't gotta use no rose when she f*ck with me
Missionary or back shots
You would think she had ass shots
That thing be poking
God damn
Double C
Double G
I could make you beg, got you on your knees
Wanna take you shopping bring you overseas
Bring you to an island, make you feel the breeze
Smoking on exotic, show you different trees
I can make her scream when I'm in between
Double C, Double G, everything that's in between
Double D, you know you can call on me, when you need
Hennessy and a little weed for the memories
I could make you beg for it
Got lil shawty on her
Get head when I say so
I'm chasing the bankroll
Fell in love with the Peso
Damn
Arch that back and take it all the best you can
Shorty want Chanel then imma get that bag
She gon' be a freak for the Double C
She treating the crib like the Double Tree, yeah
Things that you ain't seen, she do it for me