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Manilla, Manilla, who are you wearing? Oh, I don't wear designer clothes, I wear costumes Serve me champagne for free Front row, don't talk to me Gigi Hadid I'm not buying anything All these models are 16 Can someone turn up the A.C.? Miss Fame, merci Can't get your lipstick off my teeth They're all pretending they get it En vogue and pretentious But no one would wear this shit And by the time that you see it It's so out of season Could get it on clearance, bitch Fuck fashion Fuck fashion (Let me spell it out for you) F-U-C-K fashion (I wear costumes) Letras de cancionesCorsets and rubber tits Sexy bunny, Donnie Darko Fully rhinestoned Marco Marco Costumes are fabulosity You can feel any fantasy A mermaid or a manatee Go strut your stuff for all to see When I step into the party I'm not wearing Givenchy Labels don't do a thing for me Just like that fat bitch Naomi Kendall Jenner still owes me From when I bought her Diary Queen Fuck fashion Fuck fashion (Let me spell it out for you) F-U-C-K fashion (I wear costumes) Okay, so maybe I'd walk a runway during Fashion Week if I was asked nicely And fine, I suppose I'll wear this expensive garment gifted to me from Marc by Marc by Marc Jacobs But only because it fits my broad back Fuck fashion Fuck fashion (Let me spell it out for you) F-U-C-K fashion Fuck fashion F-U-C-K fashion Fuck fashion F-U-C-K fashion F-U-C-K fashion And that, darling, is how I got into fashion From Letras Mania