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CHOWDA - Vintage Clothes Lyrics



CHOWDA - Vintage Clothes Lyrics
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She like snorting snow
And wearing vintage clothes yeah
She like snorting snow
And wearing vintage clothes
Thrift store drip from head to toe
And she tryna write a screenplay
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Black on black she vogue
Make her touch her toes yeah
Shawty coming over
She just wanna be loved
She don't want no boyfriend
She do what she want
She think she a boss
But she don't know the cost
Living her life without meaning
Up in Down in 1oak
But she don't know when she leaving
Shawty doing the most
Said baby girl why you feining?
You don't need it
You don't need it
She roll the weed and she breath in
Girl you got too much sauce
I love the way you be dripping
I love the way that you walking and talk
That pussy water lemme dip in
Ima f*ck you good and make you miss this
Make you miss this
Ima f*ck you good and make you miss this
She in love with the snow
And no she never letting go
Ima hit the bitch and get low
Think these girls know too much
Baby tell me everything you know
Take my hand don't let go
Make the greatest story ever told
Off the bean and i'm nodding off
Only in her dreams when she fall in love
35mm poses
Yeah she bad and she knows it
Vlone Givenchy
She got air under her feet
Yeah she walk like she don't need ya
She walk like she don't need ya
The first thing I taught myself
Cant rely on no-one else yeah
In this life of sin you gatta play the cards your dealt yeah
Pretty face she so dangerous
Tell your friend she could lay with us
Snow White off the angle dust
She like snorting snow and wearing vintage clothes
Thrift store drip from head to toe
And she tryna write a screenplay
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Black on black she vogue
Ooh CHOWDA your crazy
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She like snorting snow
And wearing vintage clothes yeah
She like snorting snow
And wearing vintage clothes
Thrift store drip from head to toe
And she tryna write a screenplay
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Black on black she vogue
Make her touch her toes yeah
Shawty coming over
She just wanna be loved
She don't want no boyfriend
She do what she want
She think she a boss
But she don't know the cost
Living her life without meaning
Up in Down in 1oak
But she don't know when she leaving
Shawty doing the most
Said baby girl why you feining?
You don't need it
You don't need it
She roll the weed and she breath in
Girl you got too much sauce
I love the way you be dripping
I love the way that you walking and talk
That pussy water lemme dip in
Ima f*ck you good and make you miss this
Make you miss this
Ima f*ck you good and make you miss this
She in love with the snow
And no she never letting go
Ima hit the bitch and get low
Think these girls know too much
Baby tell me everything you know
Take my hand don't let go
Make the greatest story ever told
Off the bean and i'm nodding off
Only in her dreams when she fall in love
35mm poses
Yeah she bad and she knows it
Vlone Givenchy
She got air under her feet
Yeah she walk like she don't need ya
She walk like she don't need ya
The first thing I taught myself
Cant rely on no-one else yeah
In this life of sin you gatta play the cards your dealt yeah
Pretty face she so dangerous
Tell your friend she could lay with us
Snow White off the angle dust
She like snorting snow and wearing vintage clothes
Thrift store drip from head to toe
And she tryna write a screenplay
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Brooklyn's very own
Black on black she vogue
Ooh CHOWDA your crazy
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Writer: Maxwell Schauder
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: CHOWDA
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Maxwell Schauder

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