Chanel No. 5
Lil Wayne Lyrics


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I bought my bitch some Chanel Number 5
Five star the blicky, I rep for the five
Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime
Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion
Four finger ring, leave a ring 'round your eye
Bussdown brass knuckles, she wink and I fuck her
You blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
Just call me Big Buzzalino, I'm buzzin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet
Fuck around, you could get sprayed, hey

I see the hate everywhere with my eyes
Lil' bae just text, "Where you at?" No reply
I skeet in her face, she laid back, open wide
Before we had cake, niggas had humble pie
I smell like cream and Chanel Number 5
You smell Codeine when I belch before I
I put OG in the air, that's a log
Choppa gon' ring like, "Hello? It's for y'all" (Hello?)
Coco Chanel
All of my niggas, they Loco Chanel
I'm only puttin' West Coast in the L
Okay, okay, now I'm smokin' Chanel
Rich as a bitch, I'm like Oprah Chanel
All of these niggas, they broker than nails
All off these niggas, they jokin', Chapelle
I spent a millon on Venmo and on Zelle

And it's flyin' off the shelf
They wanna rip off our style and wear it like Chanel

Yeah, I think they want me to fail
They know damn well if it's featurin' Foushee then that shit gon' sell
They don't acknowledge but dip in the well
I got a Grammy while clippin' my nails
Huh, I ain't gotta prove shit, I could scream in this bitch
Got the pop bitches rockin' out hard, then switch
New sound, new wig, new cadence, brand new style
You could copy now, I'm singin' like, "Mm-hmm, alright"
I don't gotta try hard, it's so light
Got all of this green, it's go time
I'ma make 'em go mad in no time
They sayin' shit gettin' spooky
So I put my money on Tunechi
I put my heart in that loose leaf
So I never trust, never lose sleep

And It's flyin' off the shelf
They wanna rip off our style and wear it like Chanel
Thats' why I wanna be like myself
They wanna rip off our style and wear it like Chanel

I bought my bitch some Chanel Number 5
Five star the blicky, I rep for the five
Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime
Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion
Four finger ring, leave a ring 'round your eye
Bussdown brass knuckles, she wink and I fuck her
You blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
Just call me Big Buzzalino, I'm buzzin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet
Fuck around, you could get sprayed, hey

Okay, I got that white girl, Adele
I got that white girl, Adele
What is all this fake shit that I smell?
Boy, I'm goin' apeshit like Pharrell
Wait, I smell like weed and Chanel Number 5
I make her scream 'til I tell her, "Be quiet"
Get on your knees and make me weak in mind
I say, "Oh, yeah," like three-sixty-five
"Oh, yeah" like three-sixty-five
I smell like her and Chanel Number 5
I'm twistin' purple and yellow, LeBron
I feel like earth, wind and fire combined
I smell like weed and Chanel Number 5
His bitch smell like me, he can smell when she lyin'
He punchin' her nose, but won't dare hit a guy
That nigga pussy and his girl pussy mine
I smell like Snoop and Chanel Number 5
He throw up the deuce, I just held up a five
I'm faster, my nigga, just fell from the sky
There's love in the air, hold my breath, count to five





Blink-blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet (yeah, yeah)

Overall Meaning

In "Chanel No. 5" by Lil Wayne, the lyrics delve into various themes including luxury, power, and confidence. The reference to Chanel No. 5, a high-end perfume, symbolizes the opulence that Lil Wayne enjoys in his life. He contrasts this luxury with a gritty, street perspective, represented by phrases such as "Five star the blicky, I rep for the five." The lyrics illustrate the duality of Lil Wayne's persona, a blend of sophistication and rawness.


The song also touches on themes of sexuality and dominance. Lil Wayne describes his sexual encounters with explicit language, portraying himself as a dominant figure. The line "Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime" suggests a sense of control and power in his relationships. He links this dominance to violence with lines like "Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion," which further underscores his authority.


Additionally, Lil Wayne references his success and the jealousy it provokes from others. He acknowledges the haters and their desire to replicate his style and success, but confidently asserts his individuality. The lyrics depict Lil Wayne as self-assured and unbothered by the attempts of others to imitate him.


Overall, "Chanel No. 5" portrays Lil Wayne as a figure who embodies both luxury and grit, displaying confidence in his sexuality, power, and individuality.


Line by Line Meaning

I bought my bitch some Chanel Number 5
I purchased Chanel No. 5 perfume for my girlfriend


Five star the blicky, I rep for the five
I give the highest rating to my gun, representing my loyalty to my neighborhood (the fifth ward)


Cum on that bitch, she a snail full of slime
I ejaculate on the girl, comparing her to a slow-moving, slimy snail


Pull the trigger like the tail of a lion
I shoot my gun aggressively, likening it to the swift and powerful tail of a lion


Four finger ring, leave a ring 'round your eye
I wear a ring on each finger and use them to punch someone, leaving a mark around their eye


Bussdown brass knuckles, she wink and I fuck her
I wear diamond-covered brass knuckles and engage in sexual intercourse with a girl who shows interest


You blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
If you try to blink (hesitate), I will shoot you with my gun (named Nina) that I have hidden away


Just call me Big Buzzalino, I'm buzzin'
Refer to me as Big Buzzalino, as I am currently feeling high and energetic


I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet
I allow my gun to do the talking for me, as if I am a puppet being controlled by it


Fuck around, you could get sprayed, hey
Engage in risky behavior, and you might get shot or sprayed with bullets


I see the hate everywhere with my eyes
I can perceive and sense the hostility directed towards me all around


Lil' bae just text, 'Where you at?' No reply
My girlfriend sends me a message asking my location, but I choose not to respond


I skeet in her face, she laid back, open wide
I ejaculate on her face while she relaxes and opens her mouth wide


Before we had cake, niggas had humble pie
Before we accumulated wealth, we experienced moments of humility and struggle


I smell like cream and Chanel Number 5
I have a scent reminiscent of both luxury cream and Chanel No. 5 perfume


You smell Codeine when I belch before I
When I burp, you can detect the odor of Codeine, a type of cough syrup often used recreationally


I put OG in the air, that's a log
I smoke high-quality marijuana (OG) and release its smoke into the air, forming a dense cloud


Choppa gon' ring like, 'Hello? It's for y'all'
My firearm will make a sound reminiscent of a phone ringing, as if someone is calling for action


Coco Chanel
Referring to the fashion brand Coco Chanel


All of my niggas, they Loco Chanel
All of my friends embody the extravagant and wild spirit of Chanel in their own unique way


I'm only puttin' West Coast in the L
I only consume and smoke marijuana strains originating from the West Coast


Okay, okay, now I'm smokin' Chanel
I am now smoking a high-quality strain of marijuana, likening it to Chanel's luxury status


Rich as a bitch, I'm like Oprah Chanel
I am extremely wealthy, comparable to the billionaire Oprah Winfrey, but with a touch of Chanel's elegance


All of these niggas, they broker than nails
All these men are financially worse off compared to even basic necessities like nails


All off these niggas, they jokin', Chapelle
These men are all humorous in their poverty, resembling comedian Dave Chapelle


I spent a millon on Venmo and on Zelle
I transferred one million dollars using payment apps Venmo and Zelle


And it's flyin' off the shelf
My merchandise is selling rapidly


They wanna rip off our style and wear it like Chanel
Others desire to imitate our unique style and flaunt it as if they're wearing Chanel


Yeah, I think they want me to fail
I believe people desire to witness my downfall


They know damn well if it's featurin' Foushee then that shit gon' sell
They are aware that if I collaborate with Foushee on a song, it will be highly sought after and profitable


They don't acknowledge but dip in the well
Although they don't openly recognize it, they still attempt to benefit from my success


I got a Grammy while clippin' my nails
I won a Grammy award even while casually trimming my nails


Huh, I ain't gotta prove shit, I could scream in this bitch
I don't need to prove anything to anyone, I can confidently express myself loudly


Got the pop bitches rockin' out hard, then switch
I have the female artists captivated and passionately involved in my music, before swiftly changing their focus


New sound, new wig, new cadence, brand new style
I have reinvented myself with fresh music, appearance, rhythm, and overall style


You could copy now, I'm singin' like, 'Mm-hmm, alright'
Others can try to imitate me now, but I'm unbothered and indifferent, just singing casually


I don't gotta try hard, it's so light
I don't need to put much effort because everything comes easily and naturally to me


Got all of this green, it's go time
I have a significant amount of money (green), indicating it's time to take action or seize opportunities


I'ma make 'em go mad in no time
I will quickly and easily drive people crazy or provoke strong emotions in them


They sayin' shit gettin' spooky
People are claiming that things are becoming strange or unsettling


So I put my money on Tunechi
To counter the uneasiness, I invest my trust and confidence in Lil Wayne (Tunechi is his nickname)


I put my heart in that loose leaf
I invest my emotions and sincerity in my handwritten lyrics on loose paper


So I never trust, never lose sleep
As a result, I never trust others and have no reason to lose sleep over worrying about their intentions


Okay, I got that white girl, Adele
I possess a stash of cocaine, referring to it as 'white girl', similar to singer Adele's name


What is all this fake shit that I smell?
I question the presence of deception and insincerity that I can detect


Boy, I'm goin' apeshit like Pharrell
I am becoming extremely angry and losing control, similar to Pharrell Williams' famous song 'Happy'


Wait, I smell like weed and Chanel Number 5
Hold on, I have the aroma of both marijuana and Chanel No. 5 perfume


I make her scream 'til I tell her, 'Be quiet'
I engage in sexual activities that cause her to scream until I instruct her to quiet down


Get on your knees and make me weak in mind
I ask her to kneel down and perform oral sex, overwhelming my thoughts and sensations


I say, 'Oh, yeah,' like three-sixty-five
I express excitement or pleasure, using the phrase 'Oh, yeah,' throughout every day of the year


'Oh, yeah' like three-sixty-five
Continuing the expression of excitement or pleasure, likening it to the entire year


I smell like her and Chanel Number 5
I have a scent similar to hers and Chanel No. 5, signifying intimacy and mutual fragrance


I'm twistin' purple and yellow, LeBron
I am smoking a blend of purple and yellow strains of marijuana, comparing it to NBA player LeBron James' team colors


I feel like earth, wind and fire combined
I have an elevated sense of being and energy, similar to the band Earth, Wind & Fire's harmonious combination of elements


His bitch smell like me, he can smell when she lyin'
Another man's girlfriend smells like me, suggesting that he can detect her dishonesty


He punchin' her nose, but won't dare hit a guy
He physically abuses his girlfriend by punching her in the face, but is too afraid to confront another man


That nigga pussy and his girl pussy mine
That man is weak and submissive, and both his girlfriend and he are under my control


I smell like Snoop and Chanel Number 5
I possess the scent of both marijuana smoker Snoop Dogg and Chanel No. 5 perfume


He throw up the deuce, I just held up a five
He waves goodbye with a peace sign while I display a more powerful or respected gesture with a raised hand showing all five fingers


I'm faster, my nigga, just fell from the sky
I am quicker and more agile than others, as if I descended from the sky with supernatural speed


There's love in the air, hold my breath, count to five
There is a sense of romance or attraction in the atmosphere, so I metaphorically hold my breath and count to five in anticipation


Blink-blinkin', I blocka, that Nina I'm tuckin'
I rapidly blink my eyes, signaling my readiness, and simultaneously prepare to shoot my firearm named Nina by concealing it


I let the stick talk for me, I'm a puppet (yeah, yeah)
I allow my gun to communicate my intentions and actions, puppet-like, without my own direct involvement




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Lyon, Dwayne Carter, Kevin Spencer, Leon Sylvers, Marcello Valenzano, Rayshonm Cobbs Jr.

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@Bw3avy

I LET THE STICK TALK FOR ME IMA PUPPET 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

@brandonknight-jt7mq

I think it was referring to his court case and... If I let the state talk for me I would b a puppet. Getting court fines and dodging fed time. #reallife

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