We Still Fuck

Lyric🎧:

I'm a brand name
The kind of girl that you wanna buy
I don't have shame (Oh)
Indecency and DUIs
Too busy for clubbin', I'm choppin' up at the chateau
I know you saw me in Paris, I travel islands and plateaus
Miss definition of jet-setter, I'm living in luxury
Material fetishes, all the shit don't mean fuck to me
Superficial, plastic, cosmetic exclusivity
Wealthy, hot youth
Only leave the house so you can see
That I'm more important than you'll ever be (Than you'll ever, ever)
You can take a picture with me
Just don't touch me, I'm expensive
(Erotica)
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
(Ow)
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
(Don't touch me, I'm expensive)
I'm gonna finger-fuck the industry with my electro beats
I do this shit myself, you've got a lot of writers on your team
Since thirteen, I've been making football players cream
Living out the dream of a scene queen, drama fiend
I'm living for my music, fuck like I care if you don't
I'm looking like a porn star, 'cause I know you won't
My candy pink lip gloss looking extra slick
Spritz some Paris Hilton at the Hilton, taking Hilton dick
Chop lines at the chateau
(Hi Lindsay)
Porn stars at all my parties
(Hey Casey)
Fame's my favorite drug (Uh)
I make DJs suck my tits, you'll fuck with this
(Erotica)
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
(Ow!)
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
(Don't touch me, I'm expensive
You can say hi, you can even compliment
Just don't touch me, unless you can afford the expense
(Erotica)
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
(Ow, oh)
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
Don't touch me, I'm expensive
(Don't touch me, I'm expensive, oh)

Expensive - Ayesha Erotica

Call Your Mom

SoCal Girl

[Intro]
(Miss Luxury)

[Verse 1]
My love is pure, but my heart is plastic
Uh-uh, bum-bum-bedum
Got so many dreams, but I can't get past 'em
Bum, bum-bedum

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm starvin', but I'm feedin' myself with lies
Got the perfect surgeries to look good in the light
Got these pretty teenage fans followin' my steps
So, baby, pucker up, it's time to go on set

[Chorus]
If it hurts this bad
Baby, to look this good (Yeah)
In the arms of death
Baby, I'll be wearin' stiletto—, o-o, o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-os
If it hurts this bad
Baby, to look this good (Yeah)
In the arms of death
Baby, I'll be wearin' stiletto—, o-o, o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-os

[Verse 2]
You can interview me if you listen
Uh-uh, bum-bum-bedum
Got glam on my face, yeah, it's a distraction
Bum, bum-bedum

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm starvin', but I'm feedin' myself with lies
Got the perfect surgeries to look good in the light
Got these pretty teenage fans followin' my steps
So, baby, pucker up, it's time to go on set

[Chorus]
If it hurts this bad
Baby, to look this good (Yeah)
In the arms of death
Baby, I'll be wearin' stiletto—, o-o, o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-os
If it hurts this bad
Baby, to look this good (Yeah)
In the arms of death
Baby, I'll be wearin' stiletto—, o-o, o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-os

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm starvin', but I'm feedin' myself with lies
Got the perfect surgeries to look good in the light
Got these pretty teenage fans followin' my steps
So, baby, pucker up, it's time to go on set

[Chorus]
If it hurts this bad
Baby, to look this good (Yeah)
In the arms of death
Baby, I'll be wearin' stiletto—, o-o, o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-os
If it hurts this bad
Baby, to look this good (Yeah)
In the arms of death
Baby, I'll be wearin' stiletto—, o-o, o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-os

Hollywood Glam

stiletto death

They Wanna

lyrics:

u make me wanna scre-e-e-e-eam 

RIP 
bitch im dead
he creeped inside my head 
took over my body
i can't even call the feds 
it's a murder scene
i kill it in the bed
makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam 

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓃 
so bad it's scary 
louboutins on blood red cherry 
takin nudes on an old blackberry 
missing waist imaginary 
line em up like kill fuck marry
put my opps in the cemetery 
make em move with my mind like carrie
don't know her mariah carey
ah ahh
I just can't live with this 
ah ahh
now it's 

RIP
bitch im dead
he creeped inside my head 
took over my body
i can't even call the feds 
it's a murder scene
i kill it in the bed
makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam 

pull up smokin on frankenstein 
whip with the doors on suicide
hop in the ghost and take a ride
all my exes unalived
whore in a horror movie
ice drippin down my boobies
i got the bob like velma 
but he's dog like scooby 
ah ahh
I just can't live with this 
ah ahh
now it's 

RIP
bitch im dead
he creeped inside my head 
took over my body
i can't even call the feds 
it's a murder scene
i kill it in the bed
makes me wanna scre-e-e-eam

he make me scream just like a slasher 
ooh, baby go faster 
wanna see my blood splatter 
come and eat me off the platter
bitch, im lookin like a skeleton i'm hard to the bone 
i feel just like elvira with my all black wardrobe 
he said that im creepy but he can't get enough
imma just go crazy baby make you fall in love 

RIP
bitch im dead
he creeped inside my head 
took over my body
i can't even call the feds 
it's a murder scene
i kill it in the bed
make me wanna scre-e-e-eam

𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓃
i ain't saying sorry, this is the death of a human barbie

RIP (feat. 6arelyhuman)

CHASE ICON

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