best Amen fashion, on the runway Work it, black Jesus Amen, on the runway Dressed in his best Amen fashion, on the runway Work it, black Jesus Put it on, amen fashion
la, la, la We love designer Fashion put it all on me Don't you want to see these clothes on me Fashion put it all on me I am anyone you want me to be Fashion
him The fashion of his love Oh yeah I'm gonna be his first and last kiss, 'Cause honey I was born to be his I was made for loving him The fashion of
We just want to emote 'til we're dead I know we suffer for fashion or whatever We don't want these days to ever end We just want to emasculate them forever
ass fashion [? ? ? ] donut [? ] Uh, wait... Talkin' about a cold ass fashion [x16] [the following four lines are spoken at various times over the Above:] Cold ass fashion, cold ass fashion
Show her some ol' fashion lovin' Like when a kiss meant somethan' When a man opened doors And would give up his coat when she's cold Bring back that ol' fashion
Order up ole whiskey at the bar Through my tears, I'll light another lucky I've got a real old-fashioned broken heart I've got a real old-fashioned broken
in your face Man, these rapper niggas fool, let me eat these niggas plate Man, these rapper niggas fool, let me eat these niggas plate, like dat I guess that's the new fashion
for myself I just wnat, honey, to told *I wanna old fashioned man Who's not afraid of a woman Keeps me in my place Takes me for granted, for granted I wanna old fashioned
[CiCi] dare to be diffrent... be your own trendsetter... is not about the designers or the price, but how you rock it and it starts with confidence, so
' what she do to you I don't pay hoes, I turn 'em I teach hoes, you learn 'em How we get them hoes, don't concern 'em The old fashioned way, we earn '
I got a penthouse in Manhattan Two more in Malibu I bought a '87's Cadillac Seville, girl I got a Mazarati too I wear diamonds on my fingers I got a
You'z a fool fo' dis, yeah My dogg hi-tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio Eastside shit, y'all know how we get down? Seven dizzles a wizzle, bigg bow wiggle
're a prisoner of some shallow dream You're out of fashion, your moment's over And yes, I loved you, oh, but you wore me out You're out of fashion, so
intro: L L L L L L L L Jet life Jet life jet life where havnt we been.......and you can tell...from bitches tryna... boy im still..... and you could
days by cool waterfalls Like the music we hear Those things we'll always hold dear Like an old fashioned waltz Like an old fashioned waltz An old fashioned
seasonally replace us? Bomfunk can mash it up And mr. big comin' up live and direct Leave mercy, aiey! Thank you with a rhythm with a fashion styley
You got to be yourself High fashion Living in the fast lane Everybody wanna do the same But you've gotta be yourself You gotta be yourself Time is passing
