
Walking Fashion Statement
leeeianaaa· 2:22 · 13 plays · v3-preview
Lyrics
Chorus
I wake up looking nasty, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
My ass crack is showing, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
I get so faded, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
I'm drunk again, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
Verse 1
I don't care, I-I just pop it, shop it, rock it and drop it
I got my own money, so I can afford to go crazy
I can't help it, I-I just want it, need it, grab it and cop it
I do what I want 'cause I'm bad and I'm braggy, oh woah
Verse 2
But what about my reputation? I'm a walking fashion statement (Woo!)
I ain't tripping 'cause my shoes match my handbag (Woo!)
And my bag match my attitude (Woo!)
And I love my body 'cause it's fine as hell (Woo!)
I got the money, I'm a big time seller (Yeah!)
If you hate, you can go buy a bottle and sip on it (Hey!)
Or you can buy a bottle and dip in it (Hey!)
If they ask who your daddy is, tell 'em Nicki did it (Haha!)
Chorus
I'ma party this week, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
Ain't no club I can't beat, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
I be talking out my neck, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
It's the way that I flex, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
Verse 3
Ain't no money on my credit, you can check it (Check it, check it)
They be mad 'cause I spend it, I'ma flex it (Flex it, flex it)
Hit the mall and I wreck it, I'm obsessed, I can't help it (Can't help it)
And they mad 'cause I dress it, I impress, ain't no secret (Ain't no-)
I'm the first, never second, I'm a queen, I don't reckon (No-)
They be jealous, can you help 'em? (Can you help?)
I'ma keep 'em all guessin' (Guessin'), I got 'em all messin' (Messin')
You can call me a lesbian (Ooh, oh)
Verse 4
But I'm married to the money, 'cause these boys be actin' funny (Ooh, ooh)
I don't need a man to feed me, I got racks, I'm eating yummy (Yum-)
I just came off the plane, got my passport stamped (Woo!)
You a wannabe, yeah, you a lame, just a tramp (Yeah!)
And the Queenie back in style, so I'ma take a bow (Yeah!)
Put your hands together, everybody, 'cause I'm outta town (Onward!)
And they mad 'cause I said it, I'ma say it, can you help it? (Hey!)
I'm the best, don't repel it, yeah, I tell 'em, you can smell it (Hey!)
When you mad, better mask it, can I ask it? You just mad 'cause you asskask! (Hahaha!)
Chorus
My boyfriend's jealous, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
He see I'm popular, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
I party too hard, but what can, I-ee-ee, say?
But if you ain't talkin' money, what can, I-ee-ee, say?
Outro
What, what, what can I say?
What, what, what can I say?
What, what, what can I say?
It's the way that I flex, but what can I say?
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