Vouge... I see myself in designer mcqueens.. Vogue.. I see myself in the finest of things.. Vogue.. They don't make it for the back round, they don't make it for the back round, they don't make it like this man they make it like the world wanna see it ya know it they don't make it for the back round all up in that vogue, they don't make it for the back round, all up in that all up in that
I think i got it, i thought you walk like its Johnny united and Johnny new money, i think i got it, have a good day and ill run in my baba thats me being honest thats honest, you see me far short thats just me being honest Don't you think I'm so bad you should see my accomplishment no limit no limits to what we accomplished now hold up you watching yo now this is year been crazy, this year been vogue, powers that be man I know that you hate me, halla with beat to the all of one truth for this life that he gave me this life that he gave everybody so jelouse don't lie when you tell us its under the bridge, right in my face, you got two faces which side gone face me, i just cant find it i found out you fakin so i see myself in designer mcqueens... Vogue... I see myself in the finest of things... Vogue... They don't make it for the back round, they don't make it for the back round, they don't make it like this man they make it like the world wanna see it you know they don't make it for the back round, all up in that vogue, they don't make it for the back round, all up in that all up in that face full of mad face full of blood, face is so fake with that face full of blush.. Vogue.. I see that face in the co, i see that face in that blow, i see you chasing that go, i see you race for that gold, is see you racist but never go face it but no, i see your faces say no i keep it vogue, really too shallow to tell you that I'm not the man in the picture, one always smiling with scriptures and wisdom, one always failing and failing the text, feeling the co, feeling and carry regrets, i will not carry this weight on my chest I'm way up I'm made up the best, its time to flex, pardon my flesh sheesh
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