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fashón - todrick hall lyrics

[intro: todrick hall & tyra banks]
tyra
yeah, todrick?
you ready?

[pre*chorus: todrick hall & tyra banks]
we serving b*tch
but make it fashón
but make it fashón
but make it fashón
darling, we f*cking rich (smize b*tch)
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 b*tch
but make it fashón (smize b*tch)
but make it fashón (darling)
but make it fashón (haha)
darling, we f*cking 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 m*s*ch*st! 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 f*cking rich (yes, gawd)
but make it fashón (it’s a lot)
but make it fashón (get the)
but make it fashón (fashón), 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 sh*t on her
walk it sissy but that ain’t no sir
b*tch it’s called a period on brrr
face is cracked when a b*tch enter
whip, flash, now the kicks on blur
peta’s smiling ’cause this sh*t 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 b*tch
but make it fashón
but make it fashón
but make it fashón (work that runway)
darling, we f*cking rich
but make it fashón
but make it fashón
but make it fashón, darling

[outro: tyra banks]
just hope to make it fashion, b*tches

- todrick hall lyrics

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