Rihanna - Phresh Out The Runway | Текст песни

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I see you boy
I hear you boy
I see you walk

Love it, then come and get it
I know that ya fuckin' wid it
Ya see me, ya like it, huh?
Heels Givenchy, huh?
Love it, then play it back
Plus where da 40 at?
I'm fucking ya cheap thrill
On top of my 50 mill
He eating-the-cake-killa!
On it, but don't kill her!
My jewelers are diamond rollers!
My rock... chinchilla!
Some more raw fun,
I'm rolling like rock stars
Got 50 muthafuckers in my watch
With my Bentz down

Phresh out the runway
(Phresh out, phresh out the runway)
Phresh out the runway
(Phresh out, phresh out the runway)
Phresh out, phresh out. Hold up!

Venus, I'm outta coast, my bitches don't know
Fuck wit' her, my designer drip to the fucking flow
I be out in that, they like 'em in all them honey stuffs
Monas are rolling loudies
And my bitches so Bvlgari!
Bodies of Dulcattis'll do what the fuck you want!
I bet you niggas gon' be like 'bitch dis my fucking song'
How could you be so hood, but you so fucking pop?
How could you be so fun, and sound like you selling rocks?
What's on my chain dollars? What's on my chain dollars?
All of the bank dollars got change for small dollars
Everything plain dollars
I was in the back line, I'm standing in the bank line
You're throwin' up the gang signs

Phresh out the runway
(Phresh out, phresh out the runway)
Phresh out the runway
(Phresh out, phresh out the runway)
Phresh out, phresh out. Hold up!

I bet you wanna know what my crew about
You really wanna know how we get down
Walk up in this bitch like we own this ho
Own this ho, like we own this ho
I bet you wanna know what I'm all about
You really wanna know how I get down
Walk up in this bitch like I own the ho
I own the ho, uh-huh

Phresh out the runway
(Phresh out, phresh out the runway)
Phresh out the runway
(Phresh out, phresh out the runway)
Phresh out, phresh out. Hold up!

I see you walk
I hear your boy

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