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Rejjie Snow – Fashion Week lyrics
Comme des Garçons, playing with yourself
Fashion Week again, bad for your health
Hocus pocus, baby, cheetahs in the zoo
Chakra chakra calling all the shit I do
Trap phone going (skrt)
Rari going like (skrt)
Jeans full of cum, wet dreams too
Flowers in the ground, pricking fingers, ooh
Sucking on her titties, stupid little nigga
Birds and the bees, sweet like vanilla
Margiela jeans
Gun on my hip, oops
Mama raised a soldier, thought I fucking told ya
Playing David Bowie, sunny California
Ass out for the boys, oh, ya love it
North Face, so cold in the summer
Busted out the pack of gin
You my favourite accident
Seven months to this day
You came out your mama, ay

Sunny California, fizzy like my new pop
Yeah, hard like my crack rock
Yeah, shiny like my new Glock
It goes psh, psh, psh
Sunny California, fizzy like my new pop
Yeah, hard like my crack rock
Yeah, shiny like my new Glock
It goes psh, psh, psh
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