FASHÓN

FASHÓN Lyrics

Tyra
Yeah, Todrick?
You ready?

We serving b**ch
But make it fashón
But make it fashón
But make it fashón
Darling, we f**king rich (Smize me)
But make it fashón (Fashón)
But make it fashón
But make it fashón, darling

My body (My body)
Was born (Was born)
For the runway
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Rrrr)
So pour your fashion (Fashón)
On me, honey
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Here we go, here we go)
You know that I strut like a supermodel
And every step I take I gag the girls
They gonna eat it up, just watch of gabble
And when I strike a pose they clutch the pearls

We serving b**ch
But make it fashón (Smize me)
But make it fashón (Darling)
But make it fashón (Haha)
Darling, we f**king rich
But make it fashón (Full of coin)
But make it fashón (Bring the drama)
But make it fashón (Here we go), darling

And we serving 'em money, money, money, money
But make it fashion, make it fashion, darling
And we serving 'em money, money, money, money
But make it fashion, make it fashion, darling
(Fashón, darling)

Girl I (Came to smize)
All blessed (All blessed)
To behold me
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh)
'Cause fashion would never
Leave me lonely
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(And don't forget it)
I don't need a man, I need a Birkin
I don't need your love just ice my wrist, whoa!
Give me some expensive, here's to hurting
Baby, I'm a fashion masochist! Oh!

We serving witch
But make it fashón (Oh, yeah)
But make it fashón (Looky-loo)
But make it fashón (Fashón)
Darling, we f**king rich (Yes, gawd)
But make it fashón (It's a lot)
But make it fashón (Get the)
But make it fashón (Fashón), darling

And we serving 'em money, money, money, money
But make it fashion, make it fashion, darling
And we serving 'em money, money, money, money
But make it fashion, make it fashion, darling

Serve, swish, then hips
Pop the base and put the pop to the floor
Beat the face, the Kim K contour
Custom, custom, it ain't safe in the store
But if you gas me up you might get it on call
Take my picture, it'll last longer
If it ain't rich then put that sh*t on her
Walk is sissy but that ain't no sir
b**ches called period on butt
Face is cracked when a b**ch enter
Whip, flash, now the kids on blur
Key to smiling 'cause this sh*t ain't fur
Glamour sickening and I ain't no girl
Jaws dropped, I tell 'em look, don't stare
I am everything they wish they were
If they call it fashion then we say no sir
It's fashón, darling. Okurr!

And we serving 'em money, money, money, money
But make it fashion, make it fashion, darling
And we serving 'em money, money, money, money
But make it fashion, make it fashion, darling

(Serve, swish, then hips)

We serving b**ch
But make it fashón
But make it fashón
But make it fashón (Work that runway)
Darling, we f**king rich
But make it fashón
But make it fashón
But make it fashón, darling

Just hope to make it fashion, b**ches