Nicki Minaj – Coco Chanel (feat. Foxy Brown) Lyrics

Coco Chanel

Nicki Minaj (feat. Foxy Brown)

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"Coco Chanel." - Nicki Minaj (feat. Foxy Brown)

Monday, 19 October 2026, 04:25 am

Album: Queen (Deluxe)

Track No: 18

Whole lotta gang shit (Beatz)
Woo, uh, ugh
Aye yo, Chun
Uh, aye yo, Chun
We back on that Coco shit, ****, number one, uh (Whole lotta gang shit)
Every bitch bloodclaat, girl
Uh, aye yo
Uh, Brooklyn
Kick for my stomach, let's go
Ven dame a la Coco
Yeah, la Coco
Ellas quieren Coco
Y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe
Don't fuck with po-po
Número uno
Me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing, things and let them things swing
**** know my name ring and it go "Ding, ding"
If I get a inkling, the thing'll sing-sing
Ain't talkin' 'bout the singer, the thing'll sting, sting
Aye yo, if I'm in the Gurkha, then they in the back of it
If I tell 'em, "Eat food", then they make a snack of it
If they take your cocaine, then they makin' crack of it
If they yak your gold chain, then they make a plaque of it
Know we never lack on it, run up with the MAC on it
Put a couple racks on it, they gon' put the whack on it
She got the Nicki bundles, worth a stack on it
That's word to Brooknam, that's word to Bucktown
That's word to Harlem World, shout out to Uptown
You know I shine on 'em, I spray sheen on 'em
That's word to Southside, Jamaica, Queens on 'em
I'm mad Queens on 'em, with mad schemes on 'em
I never scale back, the triple beams on 'em
My ice gleams on 'em, Wu-Tang 'C.R.E.A.M.'s on 'em
I pull up on the block bumpin' Biggie "Dreams" on 'em
Hunnid degrees on 'em, but I freezed on 'em
A light breeze on 'em, I might breeze on 'em
Might do it like it's Christmas and light trees on 'em
I see the copycats bitin' my steez on 'em
Yo
Ven dame a la Coco
Yeah, la Coco
Ellas quieren Coco
Y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe
Don't fuck with po-po
Número uno
Me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing, things and let them things swing
**** know my name ring and it go "Ding, ding"
If I get a inkling, the thing'll sing-sing
Ain't talkin' 'bout the singer, the thing'll sting, sting
Gimme some bloodclaat gunshot
Brooklyn, where the fuck we at?
Flatbush, Bed-Stuy
That's my word to Big, I'ma murder them rasclaat
All black Chloe chaps, Galliano skully to the back
Fuck my ratchet at? Come make me dutty that
Pus seta my check 'bout, back like I never left
Man down when I come 'round, all y'all bitches bow down
King Fox, King Kong, back on my Chun-Li, ****
Valentino bling thong, all y'all bitches duppy fuck
Nick', come fuck it up, bad gyaal a-back it up
Coco pon my foot dem, C's pon my likkle pretty red bow
See dem buss one for baby, see dem, cheya
Pussy whine chi, ay-ay-ay, ay
The bloodclaat this, the Moet let me die
Them bitches in them bum-ass Louis thigh-highs
I'm on my clear blue jet plane purp and dyed eyes, oh
Gunslingers, let me see y'all gun fingers
Y'all bitches dick riders
Little Nicki's, little Inga's, woah
Yo
Ven dame a la Coco
Yeah, la Coco
Ellas quieren Coco
Y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe
Don't fuck with po-po
Número uno
Me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing, things and let them things swing
**** know my name ring and it go "Ding, ding"
If I get a inkling, the thing'll sing-sing
Ain't talkin' 'bout the singer, the thing'll sting, sting
Foxy plus one, it's me, young Chun
And me, I can fuck up the place, I'm done
So tell 'em, "Run, come and bring a lump sum"
Aye yo, Fox
They don't make us or break us
Word to young guns (Put your hands up)
Illest to ever do it, tell 'em fi recognize
Own a cartel, dem fi free up Vybz
They call me Ms. Bitch, but I don't miss, bitch
Got real shooters, better D up, guys
Who me? I'm physically fine
Who she? Inside, we know she dyin'
Bitch ain't see Billboard in 2017
Had to drop Queen on 'em like a guillotine
All these jealous bitches on the jelly team
Keepin' it a hunnid, that's a jelly bean
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh

Writer(s): Onika Maraj, Joshua Adams, Inga Marchand, Ashely Bannister, Dillon Francis & Sonny Moore.

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