Chanel West Coast, Anaya Lovenote, Salma Slims - Eazy lyrics

[Chanel West Coast, Anaya Lovenote, Salma Slims - Eazy lyrics]

I got big dreams, gettin' big cream
Diamonds stay gleam, money my thing (Money)
I don't do scams, no cappin' on the 'Gram
Always hide then I seal it, all facts, man
(No cap)
I don't like bacon, no fugazi with it
This is mine for the takin'
Y'all lazy with it
Stay glam, stay fitted, no man to get it
Got my own shit, own crib, own bidness
Boss shit, I do what I want, I live freely
Try to test me but they never see me, nah
I stay poppin' out like a genie, mm
I don't want your man, nah, he a weenie
(Weenie)
Laid back, bands on with a beanie (Beanie)
Eyes low, smokin' strong, got the kiwi
(Got the kiwi)
Stay gone, low key, I'm sneaky (Sneaky)
Only place you'll find a bitch is on thе TV
(Haha)

Easy
I don't want your man, please beliеve me
Easy and I spend bands on the weekly, easy
If I had him once he'd never leave me
Believe me this shit easy
This shit easy
Hunnid-k likes on the 'Gram, easy
Prob'ly in the sand gettin' tanned in Waikiki
She is not my friend, she a fan
(ey) , believe me this shit easy (Ey)
This shit easy

Pull up to the party
It's just me and some friends (What up)
Pour me up a shot, we gon' be lit by 10
(Litty) bitches wanna kick it
I don't wanna be friends (No)
Talkin' out her ra ra
'cause she really pretend (She fake)
I don't want your nigga but
I'll take his bitch (I will)
Pop a lotta shit and do a split on a dick
I got the will, the money, the crib and a
Thought a bitch who ain't loyal
Said she'll never tell runway shit
When they see me they gon' stand up
Don't go on the beach 'cause you
Know I got my bands up
Top down, all tan, cruisin' with my hands up
Top down, all tan, cruisin' with my hands up

Easy
I don't want your man, please believe me
Easy and I spend bands on the weekly, easy
If I had him once he'd never leave me
Believe me this shit easy
This shit easy
Hunnid-k likes on the 'Gram, easy
Prob'ly in the sand gettin' tanned in Waikiki
She is not my friend, she a fan, believe me
This shit easy this shit easy

Cop a couple bands, yeah, that's easy
Bitch, I could take your man, that shit easy
All that loud talkin', you can miss me
But if you want a problem, you can see me
Money long like the Mississippi river

He said he want a baby
I ain't heard a word he said
He tryna fall in love, nigga
I just want some head
Gotta fly out when I'm stressed out
Got good dick, he get flown out
Paparazzi when I step out
Who mans this? You won't find out
They don't really like me, that's a so-so
But do I give a fuck? That's a no no
Ask me who I'm fuckin' on the low-low
He like me when I'm freaky
That's a blow-blow
Ass popped out on the right side
Camera on my left side, yeah
That's my best side

Easy
I don't want your man, please believe me
(Believe me) , easy
And I spend bands on the weekly, easy
If I had him once he'd never leave me
Believe me this shit easy
This shit easy hunnid-k likes on the 'Gram
(What's good) , easy
Prob'ly in the sand gettin' tanned in Waikiki
She is not my friend, she a fan, believe me
(Chanel, what's good, bitch) this shit easy
This shit easy

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