Chanel and Rice by Grandace Lyrics
Baby girl, what’s happening
One time only watch me sell this jacket I’m committed
I been through the city I know everything it offers
Whatcha doing Monday night I heard about this special
It was invite only
But I got a shovel
Trading space for mp3s I’d love to hear your voice tonight
If we’re hitting Tour de France, I have a map I fold it right
Watch me work these angles, yeah, Minolta is my best friend
Studios in Brooklyn
Your best friend from London
What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash dеsigner plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch mе with the Midas
There’s just one thing
Yo What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash designer plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch me with the Midas
There’s just one thing
Taste of cinnamon is all really wanted
Got much more than I could bargain
You’re like Dali mixed with probably
Every sorry
Could fill up a well in Maui
How’s your nollie?
Oh you got those too?
Well aren’t the perfect package
Not happy I miss my jacket
Fog and glass constructing pageants
Lost capers impacting traffic while I got a train to catch
Might just make a mess
Please don’t touch the vest
C est la vie them button eyes escape my sanity
True
Like my color eyes, black, yes
I don’t have a visa
Back onto the plane but on the way
Let’s hurry swing by London
Yeah, What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash designer plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch me with the Midas
There’s just one thing
Yo What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash designer plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch me with the Midas
There’s just one thing
One time only watch me sell this jacket I’m committed
I been through the city I know everything it offers
Whatcha doing Monday night I heard about this special
It was invite only
But I got a shovel
Trading space for mp3s I’d love to hear your voice tonight
If we’re hitting Tour de France, I have a map I fold it right
Watch me work these angles, yeah, Minolta is my best friend
Studios in Brooklyn
Your best friend from London
What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash dеsigner plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch mе with the Midas
There’s just one thing
Yo What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash designer plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch me with the Midas
There’s just one thing
Taste of cinnamon is all really wanted
Got much more than I could bargain
You’re like Dali mixed with probably
Every sorry
Could fill up a well in Maui
How’s your nollie?
Oh you got those too?
Well aren’t the perfect package
Not happy I miss my jacket
Fog and glass constructing pageants
Lost capers impacting traffic while I got a train to catch
Might just make a mess
Please don’t touch the vest
C est la vie them button eyes escape my sanity
True
Like my color eyes, black, yes
I don’t have a visa
Back onto the plane but on the way
Let’s hurry swing by London
Yeah, What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash designer plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch me with the Midas
There’s just one thing
Yo What’s Paris like
Cocoa
No Chanel and rice
Boxes dripping water tight
Dip down for a taste of light
Like this every night
Grab and dash designer plus the finest
Y’all can’t touch me with the Midas
There’s just one thing