Spilt pink nail polish on my Dolce Gabbana
(F*ck)
Opened up too much to a man and I don't love him
(Shit)
Ran away to Paris got lost in the city
(Damn)
Bought a lot of shit and I still don't feel pretty
(Man)
Bought a bottle of cheap champagne on my birthday
Accidentally drop it didn't want it in the first place
(F*ck it)
I like to blast my music with way too much base
I keep buying expensive dresses with too much lace
(It's hot)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(24k)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(Any magazine really)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye mom)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(Kobe)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(That's me)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye dad)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Speeding down the freeway in my broken Mercedes
(That's my Benz)
Walking by the Louis store in Gucci shades when it's shady
Dyed my hair back to blonde so it curls quite nice
(Platinum)
Straightened it the next day because that just feels right
Dressing up to take it off and it's couture baby
(It's hand sewn)
I might stain all my shit because I'm a bit hazy
(Whoops)
Climbing trees in manicures and that's the life I love
(It's cute)
Chipping them by slamming doors and climbing high above
Breaking heels and breaking ankles these moments will last
(Ouch)
Roll up to work the next day in a pretty pink cast
(Wanna sign it)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(24k)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(Any magazine really)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye mom)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(Kobe)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(That's me)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye dad)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
I got a hole in my Gucci tights and good attitude
(F*ck)
This shit really doesn't matter anyways
Being a little clumsy has never hurt anyone well besides me physically
I love the lavish but I don't need it
This shit is just too fragile
It actually doesn't matter nothing is built to last when it's in my hands
F*ck where's my blinker
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Spilt pink nail polish on my Dolce Gabbana
(F*ck)
Opened up too much to a man and I don't love him
(Shit)
Ran away to Paris got lost in the city
(Damn)
Bought a lot of shit and I still don't feel pretty
(Man)
Bought a bottle of cheap champagne on my birthday
Accidentally drop it didn't want it in the first place
(F*ck it)
I like to blast my music with way too much base
I keep buying expensive dresses with too much lace
(It's hot)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(24k)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(Any magazine really)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye mom)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(Kobe)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(That's me)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye dad)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Speeding down the freeway in my broken Mercedes
(That's my Benz)
Walking by the Louis store in Gucci shades when it's shady
Dyed my hair back to blonde so it curls quite nice
(Platinum)
Straightened it the next day because that just feels right
Dressing up to take it off and it's couture baby
(It's hand sewn)
I might stain all my shit because I'm a bit hazy
(Whoops)
Climbing trees in manicures and that's the life I love
(It's cute)
Chipping them by slamming doors and climbing high above
Breaking heels and breaking ankles these moments will last
(Ouch)
Roll up to work the next day in a pretty pink cast
(Wanna sign it)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(24k)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(Any magazine really)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye mom)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(Kobe)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(That's me)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye dad)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
I got a hole in my Gucci tights and good attitude
(F*ck)
This shit really doesn't matter anyways
Being a little clumsy has never hurt anyone well besides me physically
I love the lavish but I don't need it
This shit is just too fragile
It actually doesn't matter nothing is built to last when it's in my hands
F*ck where's my blinker
(F*ck)
Opened up too much to a man and I don't love him
(Shit)
Ran away to Paris got lost in the city
(Damn)
Bought a lot of shit and I still don't feel pretty
(Man)
Bought a bottle of cheap champagne on my birthday
Accidentally drop it didn't want it in the first place
(F*ck it)
I like to blast my music with way too much base
I keep buying expensive dresses with too much lace
(It's hot)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(24k)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(Any magazine really)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye mom)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(Kobe)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(That's me)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye dad)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Speeding down the freeway in my broken Mercedes
(That's my Benz)
Walking by the Louis store in Gucci shades when it's shady
Dyed my hair back to blonde so it curls quite nice
(Platinum)
Straightened it the next day because that just feels right
Dressing up to take it off and it's couture baby
(It's hand sewn)
I might stain all my shit because I'm a bit hazy
(Whoops)
Climbing trees in manicures and that's the life I love
(It's cute)
Chipping them by slamming doors and climbing high above
Breaking heels and breaking ankles these moments will last
(Ouch)
Roll up to work the next day in a pretty pink cast
(Wanna sign it)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(24k)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(Any magazine really)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye mom)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
Got a love for finer things and baby it is gold
(Kobe)
Don't wanna be famous just on the cover of Vogue
(That's me)
Bought myself a ticket I am never coming home
(Bye dad)
Too much designer
(God damn)
It's all hand sewn
(Oh)
I got a hole in my Gucci tights and good attitude
(F*ck)
This shit really doesn't matter anyways
Being a little clumsy has never hurt anyone well besides me physically
I love the lavish but I don't need it
This shit is just too fragile
It actually doesn't matter nothing is built to last when it's in my hands
F*ck where's my blinker
Writer: Angela Peacock
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