"Fashion Week" lyrics

Shut up
Get in the car
Let's go

Fashion week
SUV
Here we go
Paparazzi in the building
Keep it chic
Front row

Flashing lights
Lights
Hypnotized
Camera
Run away with me, we take it to the night

Don't you love me?
Love me
Don't you love me?
Don't you love?

Don't you love me?
Love me
Don't you love me?
Don't you?

I can't stop looking at her eyes
And her thighs
Oh, she rises
And her vibe is

Immaculate, everything
Superstar, she's elegant
Graceful
Like a wish, she's that bitch
She's better than before

Don't you love me?
Love me
Don't you love me?
Don't you love?

Don't you love me?
Love me
Don't you love me?
Don't you?

It's giving passion, ooh, passion
It's fashion, fashion
Ooh-la-la
It's satisfaction, so satisfying
In reaction, so good

Naomi, Tyra, Linda, we're not worthy
Cindy, Christy, Iman, Yasmin, and Beverly
Fashion can be used to change
How we feel gets rearranged
Say it all while standing still
Play with time, we kick our heels

Don't you love me?
Love me
Don't you love me?
Don't you love?

Don't you love me?
Love me
Don't you love me?
Don't you?

Baby
Love me
Baby
Love me