Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Camila Cabello
Vocals
El Guincho
Programming
Jasper Harris
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Camila Cabello
Songwriter
Jasper Harris
Songwriter
Pablo Diaz-Reixa
Songwriter
DaShawn Moore
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Joshua Luellen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
El Guincho
Producer
Jasper Harris
Producer
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Brad Lauchert
Mixing Engineer
Salvador "Better Call Sal" Majail
Engineer
Antonio "DJ Fuse" Olivera
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bart Schoudel
Vocal Producer
Pedro Kayat
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Mitch Bederman
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I got Chanel No.5, he'll never survive, it's a crime, it's a crime
He watch when I whine, I know, I know it's a crime
I know what he likes, a cat eye, a black dress, it's just a reminder
I'm seein' in desire arise in his eyes, so, lucky for them
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to fuck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
Fold for me like origami
Magic and real like Murakami
Red chipped nails, I'm wabi-sabi
I'm the heartbreaker, nobody's got me, yet
Make you tongue-tied like new shibari
Subtle and complex like umami
Up to me like omakase
I'm a wild horse and nobody's got me, yet
Shouldn't trust it that I want you, baby
'Cause I love you, love-you-not like daisies
But this gloss I got is cute and tasty
She's an extra, I'm your leading lady
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to fuck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
I'm a dog, woof-woof, and my tooth is gettin' long
I'ma hog the mic, take a bite, peek-a-boo thong
I just, ah, I just, whoa, I'm just writin' all my wrongs
Now I'm high rise, sky-high, it's like I'm King Kong (I got, I got, I got)
I got violence like Tarantino (Tarantino)
Wearin' all pink, all Valentino (Little Valentino)
Sparkle in his mouth like Pellegrino
I'm a real problem, he doesn't know it yet
Shouldn't trust it that I want you, baby (yeah, yeah)
'Cause I love you, love-you-not like daisies (yeah, yeah)
But this gloss I got is cute and tasty
She's an extra, I'm your leading lady (yeah)
Cute girl with a sick mind (with a sick mind)
I know just how to play my cards right (right)
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to fuck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
Chanel No.5
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Joshua Howard Luellen, Camila Cabello, Pablo Diaz Reixa Diaz, Jasper Lee Harris, Carlos Daniels Dashawn Moore
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