Letras
Balenciaga on my sleeve so tight
Walking like a king under neon light
That Hermes glow got me feeling divine
No clocks on my wrist but I'm owning the time
Fresh to death yeah we're killing the vibe
Hermes Prada we're born to shine
Nirvana's close we're dressed to the nines
Diamonds on my collar and stars in my mind
Prada whispers secrets in the night
Gucci's got my shadow feeling right
Every step's a runway every look's a fire
Couture dreams spinning higher and higher
Labels don't make me but they sure do speak
Every thread's a statement every cut unique
We're living the dream we're living in style
Fresh to death baby mile by mile
Fresh to death yeah we're killing the vibe
Hermes Prada we're born to shine
Nirvana's close we're dressed to the nines
Diamonds on my collar and stars in my mind