fame and fashion pacific ocean it needs attention and it's not like i'm the only one not like i'm caught up in fashion and it's not like i'm caught up in fame
Translation: Angels. Fashion And Fame.
Don't Be Girl Don't Be Burnt Don't Be My Glamour Zombie We Dance, And We Show And Baby Doll, I'll Be The Prison Don't Be Girl Don't Be Burnt Don't Be
The Future, Gaga, Fashion, Digital Technology , Dance, New York, Music, Pop Culture I Want... The Fame I Can Hear You Can You Hear Me? Revolution Is Coming And
like fashion, as in goin' til they say stop And my runway never looked so clear But the hottest bitch in heels right here No fear, and while you
life of leisure every night and day And you're livin' proof that crime does pay Your life is dangerous and reckless You eat fly guys and girls for breakfast
rock this shit like fashion hasn't Goin' 'til they say stop And my runway never looked so clear Put the hottest bitch in heels right here No fear, and
Comin through in the slim leathers that?s followed by the fives Me and my niggas call the coupe Jekyl and Hyde ?Coz the roof?s on and off?s like they in and
fashion and the stage It might get me high But it don't mean a thing tonight That would be the only thing I'd ever need Yeah, if I had you, the money, fame and
off And I don't care about morals 'Cause the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway And I don't feel any sorrow Towards the kings and queens of
Smacked back tarmac stars Are scars of fame In the place where no one knows me By my name Where tar pit drips its drilled out vein And fashion trips
fingers God is in my head God is in the trigger God is in the lead God is freedom, God is truth God is power and God is proof God is fashion, God is fame
hop, not fashion Get the hell out I'm peepin' out these so called gangsta niggas Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures And I neva took another fuckin' MC's shit And
it wear me out like a bad bitch with fashion sense I keep it fresh while these whack niggas rehash and shit Jackin styles you know, ski mask and shit
magician.. you cant blame.... in the midst of the fame planes get change i sent to the waffle house with my order from the car mane Chorus: And im looking famous and
let us in And give you that proverbial taste of your own medicine We took your formula And relabeled it And sat patiently and giggled it when you drank