Coco Chanel Lyrics by Nicki Minaj ft Foxy Brown
[Intro – Foxy Brown & Nicki Minaj]
Whole lotta gang shit
Oh, uh, ugh, ayy yo Chun
Ayy yo Chun
We back on that Coco s–t n—a number one, uh
Whole lotta gang s–t
Haha, every b—h bloodclaat, you heard me
Oh, ayy yo, uh, Brooklyn!
Kick for my stomach, let’s go!
Yo!
[Hook/Chorus – Nicki Minaj]
He got me like a coco, yeah uh la coco
Ellas quieren’ coco, yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t f–k with po-po
New n—a, oh, no, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and them things fling
Know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get an inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talking ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting
[Verse 1 – Nicki Minaj]
Ayo if I’m in the (?), then they in the back of it
If I tell ’em eat food, then they make a snack of it
If they take your cocaine then they make a crack of it
If they grab your gold chain then they make a plaque of it
Know we never lack on it, run up with the MAC on it
Put a couple racks on it, they gon’ put the whack on it
She got the Nicki bundles, worth a stack on it
That’s word to (?), that’s word to Bucktown
That’s word to Harlem World, shout out to uptown
You know I shine on ’em, I spray sheen on ’em
That’s word to southside, Jamaica, Queens on ’em
I’m mad Queens on ’em, with mad schemes on ’em
I never scale back, the triple beams on ’em
My ice gleams on ’em, Wu-Tang creams on ’em
I pull up on the block bumping Biggie “Dreams” on ’em
A n—a greased on ’em, but ice freezed on ’em
I light breezed on ’em, I might breeze on ’em
Might do it like it’s Christmas and light trees on ’em
I see the copycats biting my steez on ’em
[Hook/Chorus – Nicki Minaj]
He got me like a coco, yeah uh la coco
Ellas quieren’ coco, yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t f–k with po-po
New n—a, oh, no, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and them things fling
Know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get an inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talking ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting
[Verse 2 – Foxy Brown & Nicki Minaj]
Gimme some bloodclaat gunshots
Brooklyn where the f–k we at? Flatbush, Bed-Stuy
That’s my word to Big, I’ma murder them rasclats
All black Chloe straps, (?) skully to the back
F–k my ratchet at? Come make me dirty that
(?), back like I never left
Went down when I come ’round, all y’all b—–s bow down
King fox, King Kong, back on my Trini, n—a
Valentino bling thong, all y’all b—–s duck me, f–k
Then come f–k it up, bad gyal a back it up
Coco ‘pon my foot dem, C’s pon my (?)
(?)
(?)
The bloodclaat (?)
Them b—–s in them bum-a-s (?)
Gun slingers, let me see y’all gun flingers
Y’all b—–s d–k riders
Little Nicki’s little (?)
[Hook/Chorus – Nicki Minaj]
He got me like a coco, yeah uh la coco
Ellas quieren’ coco, yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t f–k with po-po
New n—a, oh, no, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and them things fling
Know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get an inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talking ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting
[Verse 3 – Nicki Minaj]
Foxy plus one is me, young Chun
And me, I can f–k up the place, I’m done
So tell ’em run, come and bring a lump sum
Ayo Fox, they don’t make us or break us, word to young guns
Put your hands up
Unless they ever do it (?) fi recognize
(?)
They call me Mrs. B—h, but I don’t miss, b—h
Got real shooters, better D up, guys
Who me? I’m physically fine
Who she? It’s like we know she dying
B—h ain’t see the board in 2017
Had to drop Queen on ’em like a guillotine
All these jealous b—–s on the jelly team
Keeping it a hundred, that’s a jelly bean
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
SONG INFO
Produced By: JBeatzz
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