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Catalogue, Cutie Video (MV)




Performed By: Chandler.
Featuring: Arthur Boring
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Chandler Matkins, Satchell Drakes




Chandler. - Catalogue, Cutie Lyrics
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[ Featuring Arthur Boring ]

I told them cut the drama they don't want to do it
They must not know who they're talking to
I'm the kind of f*cker that'll really take the talk
And turn the talk into a hit
Until all my dogs barking to it
And my pen game fluid
Ballpoint to the paper at that point I ball to it
Serenading in a verse
Rap game Rod Stewart
Got a catalogue, cutie
I could add your name to it
I don't even really want to
Haters want four minutes
I ain't never been Madonna
Told them do a spin
Told them do the dollarama
Now I'm trying to take a dip
How they turn me to a piranha
I'm on my VA shit
Satchell slid an instrumental in my DM quick
DMV with the swag, how we be all lit
PHD with these bars, now I see all this
I might put them in a brand new
What you call that
Got to do it to them
Lock them doors and just go go
Lock them doors and just go go
Had to move
Had to do it like Chan ain't never done cap
Don't do it to them
Lock them doors and
Just go got to move got to move
Lock them doors and just go get it going
The boy cold I am not harmless
Big load big cargo inside the spliff
Boy quick like a car go Elon whip
I ain't partial to that f*cker
Don't you ever forget it
I might open up a can of worms on purpose
Cuz y'all talk a lot of shit
But do your words got purpose
Watch me treat purses like hursts
And stuff these dead presidents inside a Birkin
I can't imagine me off of my grind
It ain't likely
Nicely place a little smirk on your side piece
But I keep it on this side, yeah I like we
Double entendre out of my nice teeth
F*ck you
I don't like bigots all up in my bubble
I just like bands inside of my duffle
Team place hands
Inside of my huddle cause of that
I might put them in a brand new
What you call that
Got to do it to them
Lock them doors and just go go
Lock them doors and just go go
Had to move
Had to do it like
Chan ain't never done cap
Don't do it to them
Lock them doors and
Just go got to move got to move
Lock them doors and just go get it going
Get it going get it going
Get it going get it going
Got to move got to move
Boy you got to move
Got to move got to move
Boy you know you got to move
Got to move got to move
Had to do it like Chan
Got to move got to move
Don't do it to them
Got to move got to move got to move
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I told them cut the drama they don't want to do it
They must not know who they're talking to
I'm the kind of f*cker that'll really take the talk
And turn the talk into a hit
Until all my dogs barking to it
And my pen game fluid
Ballpoint to the paper at that point I ball to it
Serenading in a verse
Rap game Rod Stewart
Got a catalogue, cutie
I could add your name to it
I don't even really want to
Haters want four minutes
I ain't never been Madonna
Told them do a spin
Told them do the dollarama
Now I'm trying to take a dip
How they turn me to a piranha
I'm on my VA shit
Satchell slid an instrumental in my DM quick
DMV with the swag, how we be all lit
PHD with these bars, now I see all this
I might put them in a brand new
What you call that
Got to do it to them
Lock them doors and just go go
Lock them doors and just go go
Had to move
Had to do it like Chan ain't never done cap
Don't do it to them
Lock them doors and
Just go got to move got to move
Lock them doors and just go get it going
The boy cold I am not harmless
Big load big cargo inside the spliff
Boy quick like a car go Elon whip
I ain't partial to that f*cker
Don't you ever forget it
I might open up a can of worms on purpose
Cuz y'all talk a lot of shit
But do your words got purpose
Watch me treat purses like hursts
And stuff these dead presidents inside a Birkin
I can't imagine me off of my grind
It ain't likely
Nicely place a little smirk on your side piece
But I keep it on this side, yeah I like we
Double entendre out of my nice teeth
F*ck you
I don't like bigots all up in my bubble
I just like bands inside of my duffle
Team place hands
Inside of my huddle cause of that
I might put them in a brand new
What you call that
Got to do it to them
Lock them doors and just go go
Lock them doors and just go go
Had to move
Had to do it like
Chan ain't never done cap
Don't do it to them
Lock them doors and
Just go got to move got to move
Lock them doors and just go get it going
Get it going get it going
Get it going get it going
Got to move got to move
Boy you got to move
Got to move got to move
Boy you know you got to move
Got to move got to move
Had to do it like Chan
Got to move got to move
Don't do it to them
Got to move got to move got to move
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Writer: Chandler Matkins, Satchell Drakes
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Missing Link Music

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