Lyrics
One, two, three, four
Walk in the door
No crumbs on plate
Five, six, she ate
This queen on ten
Taking names, paper, pen
Twelve inch monster heels
One hundred dollar bills
Girl work it out get the attention
Gonna need more than a twitter mention
Raising the bar give me ascension
This is beyond comprehension
Jump at the chance to make the girls gag
It's a lucky strike and I don't mean sag
Final sale ripping out the tag
She don't need a clutch cuz she gets her bag
Giving us what we need
You walk in and we all say
Oh my god you look so good that I can't even breathe
Asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
Because she walked in and ate
That's why I asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
We are fed because she ate
That's why I asphyxiate
Giving us what we need
You walk in and we all say
Oh my god you look so good that I can't even breathe
Asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
Because she walked in and ate
That's why I asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
Asphyxiate
We are fed because she ate
That's why I asphyxiate