Lyrics
You no don’t
You no don’t
London (London, London)
You no, yeah
My denim faded but I rock it like a baby in a cot
I put the water in the ocean in the city that I’m from
I light the room in the dark ’cause my bling is a torch
I watched fashion die today in the mirror that I saw, ohoh
Shebi na to ball, we go ball, flex to the dawn
I go settle the funds, no return
And when I enter the club, no dey my front
‘Cause me I get the gun o, o dey do me wrong
Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah
I got much delivered, yeah
When I pass you shiver, yeah
And my ass got thicker, yeah
I’m a fashion killa, yeah
I got much delivered, yeah
When I pass you shiver
And my ass got thicker
Image, picture a chandelier on my head
I see the diamonds wet everywhere
I know you see me drenched in finesse, in finesse
Oh, reason, think of it, a brown shirt and no ribbon
Diamonds awaken every time I need it
Babushka on everything, my allegiance, my allegiance
Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass you shiver, yeah (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker, yeah (never changing)
I’m a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass you shiver (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker (never changing)
Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass you shiver, yeah (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker, yeah (never changing)
I’m a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass you shiver (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker (never changing, fashion girl)
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