Song Info: My Guy Pretty Like A Girl Song name is Chanel which is sung by Frank Ocean & lyrics written by Michael Uzowuru, Jake Oh, Frank Dukes, Rami Dawod & Frank Ocean.
American Boy My Guy Pretty Like A Girl Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My guy pretty like a girl
And he got fight stories to tell
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
Swimmin’ laps through pool water
Heated like I’m underworld
Hide my tattoos in Shibuya
Police think I’m of the underworld
12 treat a n^^ga like he twelve
How you lookin’ up to me and talkin’ down? (Yeah)
Can’t you see I am the big man? (Big man)
God level, I am the I am (Woah)
Now film it with that drone cam, in the pink like Killa Cam
Put a zoom on that stick, Noé, up so close I’m on that kill
Remote controller on your lower back, yes, the good
d^^k could roll the eyes back in the skull
Rollin’ when you ride, poppin’
Rollin’ when you ride, ride the Rodman
Got one that’s straight actin’
Turnt out like some dirty plastic (Ride)
2016: burnt some discs (Dope)
2017: ideas playin’ off a Walkman
This a cult, not a clique on the net
With a cup in a cup, Actavis
That’s a double edge, “issa knife” (Knife)
And I don’t like to fight ’til I’m fightin’ (Fightin’)
Revenge in the air makes my lungs sick
Chopper in the sky like a gun trick (Pow)
Clips on clips like Mikey (Hello)
It’s really all
[Chorus]
I see both sides like Chanel
See on both sides like Chanel
[Bridge]
It’s really you on my mind
It’s really you on my mind
It’s really you
It’s really you on my mind
[Verse 2]
V both sides of the 12
Steam both sides of the L
Freeze smoke rings and they hail
Sleet snow grind for the wealth
Whole team diamonds is real
Showed ’em how to shine by theirselves
You need a cosign for your health
I need that b^^ch to grind on my belt
I know you need to try for my belt
I know you seen it drivin’ itself
No matte black on the ride ’cause it’s stale
But it’s stealth
[Chorus]
I see both sides like Chanel
I see both sides like Chanel
[Outro]
My pockets snug, they can’t hold my 7
They banned my Visa, my Amex and Mastercards
I got new money, and it’s all cash
I got new bags, and they all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand-dollar Delta gift cards
(I mean my baby bi)
Amazing, the cash online unknown
(I mean my baby bi)
Blazin’ the dash, countin’ money at home
My pockets snug, they can’t hold my 7
They banned my Visa, my Amex and Mastercards
I got new money, and it’s all cash
I got new bags, and they all collabs
I rubber band a bunch of thousand-dollar Delta gift cards
(I mean my baby bi)
Amazing, the cash online unknown
(I mean my baby bi)
Blazin’ the dash, countin’ money at home