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letra de high fashion - kelow latesha

[intro]
oh my god, oh my god, oh
oh my god, oh my god, oh
powder toe, better slip and slide, slip and slide
powder toe, better come slip and slide (mmm, mmm, mmm)

[verse 1]
i-i just, um, add, never subtract (woah)
i just, i just keep shinin’, that’s why they’re mad (woah)
chicken and rice, she from trinidad (huh)
she crushin’ her dumplings, look at her ass (yeah)
knock a b-tch out if i ever get mad (hey)
keep ’em in line, like they be plaid (woah)
f-ck-f-ck a d-mn opp, i toe-tag (woah)
made a b-tch bleed just like a pad, period
leadin’ my homies the money like harriet (oh, oh)
i-i got some secrets that i’m gonna bury wit’ (oh, oh)
go get your man, he on some scary sh-t (yeah, yeah)
off, no funny, he ain’t equipped (hey, hey)
i need a b-tch don’t run her lip (shut the f-ck up)
i need a n-gga hard off the rip (b-tch)
blowin’ the ‘woods, and she’s sl!ck (hey, hey)
i-i need a treat that ain’t gon’ trick (huh)
no d-mn acting but stick to the script
i be directin’, they empty the clip (yah) (huh, huh, huh)
b-tch, just fallin’, ah-ah, just slip (yeah)
b-tch, better tighten up, up your grip (yeah)
we ain’t pack no bags, ya lil’ b-tch, don’t trip (uh-huh)
countin’ that chicken, that sauce, and we dip (ooh)
i’m livin’ real healthy, my pinky ring’s sick (huh?)
b-tch can’t stand me, go ahead and sit

[chorus]
high-fashion walk, b-tch, high-fashion talk, b-tch
high-fashion walk, b-tch, high-fashion talk, b-tch
high-fashion walk, b-tch, high-fashion talk, b-tch
high-fashion talk, b-tch, high-fashion walk, b-tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ayy, ayy
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, eee, eee
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b-tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion ah, b-tch

[verse 2]
f-free fabio, these bum b-tches just think that they bold (woah, woah)
cruella, gon’ skin ’em and make a new coat (uh-huh)
just met a new b-tch and she made me explode
i had to go shoppin’, i travel the globe (vroom)
jean-jean paul gaultier, that be my clothes (clothes, clothes)
leave-leavin’ the jeweler, i’m drippin’ in gold (ha)
no thigh pads, my pockets just swole (hey)
your-your new b-tch, to me, she old (old)
if i wanted her heart, i stole (stole)
i-i got power, b-tch, i hit go (huh?)
he on me, um, b-tch, you gross (oh)
he thought he could, mmm, not close (yeah)
meet concrete, b-tch, with a rose (yeah)
burnin’ ‘woods just like at lowe’s (yeah)
i’m burnt out, b-tch, just like i’m toast (oh, oh) (yeah)

[chorus]
high-fashion walk, b-tch, high-fashion talk, b-tch
high-fashion walk, b-tch, high-fashion talk, b-tch
high-fashion walk, b-tch, high-fashion talk, b-tch
high-fashion talk, b-tch, high-fashion walk, b-tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ayy, ay
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b-tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b-tch
high fashion, woo, woo, high fashion, ah, b-tch

[outro]
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- kelow latesha

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