FASHÓN

Lyrics

[Intro: Todrick Hall & Tyra Banks] Tyra Yeah, Todrick? You ready? [Pre-Chorus: Todrick Hall & Tyra Banks] We serving bitch But make it fashón But make it fashón But make it fashón Darling, we fucking rich (Smize bitch) But make it fashón (Fashón) But make it fashón But make it fashón, darling [Verse 1: Todrick Hall & Tyra Banks] 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 'em gobble And when I strike a pose they clutch the pearls [Pre-Chorus: Todrick Hall & Tyra Banks] We serving bitch But make it fashón (Smize bitch) But make it fashón (Darling) But make it fashón (Haha) Darling, we fucking rich But make it fashón (Full of coin) But make it fashón (Bring the drama) But make it fashón (Here we go), darling [Chorus: Todrick Hall] 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) [Verse 2: Todrick Hall & Tyra Banks] Your eyes (Came to smize) Are blessed (Are 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 heels to hurt in Baby, I'm a fashion masochist! Oh! [Pre-Chorus: Todrick Hall & Tyra Banks] We serving witch But make it fashón (Oh, yeah) But make it fashón (Looky-loo) But make it fashón (Fashón) Darling, we fucking rich (Yes, gawd) But make it fashón (It's a lot) But make it fashón (Get the) But make it fashón (Fashón), darling [Chorus: Todrick Hall] 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 [Verse 3: Tyra Banks & Todrick Hall] Serve, swish, then hips Pop the bass and put the pop to the floor Beat the face, the Kim K contour Custom, custom, it ain't safe in the store And if you gas me up you might get an encore Take my picture, it'll last longer If it ain't rich then put that shit on her Walk it sissy but that ain't no slur Bitch it's called a period on brrr Face is cracked when a bitch enter Whip, flash, now the kicks on blur PETA's smiling 'cause this shit ain't fur Glamour sickening and I ain't no currr 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. Okurrr! [Chorus: Todrick Hall] 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) [Pre-Chorus: Todrick Hall & Tyra Banks] We serving bitch But make it fashón But make it fashón But make it fashón (Work that runway) Darling, we fucking rich But make it fashón But make it fashón But make it fashón, darling [Outro: Tyra Banks] Just hope to make it fashion, bitches