Vogue Honey Lyrics

Print that paper money

Print it out Vogue Honey

Print that paper money

Print it out Vogue Honey

You could sit back and complain

You could sit back

Wash away those watercolour tears in the morning rain

Rain

Whatever happened to those butterflies drawn from your childhood pain

Pain

It's not fair

Gucci belts around your neck

Scrolling every morning, hold your breath

Electric dates swiping left

Cybergirls selling love never feel the real flesh

You hate your boss

Grind a nine to five

Stay alive

Stay alive

Alive

Code in the matrix

Fizzles quicker than a Jenner facelift

Kylie

Murder him

Murder me

Yeah, yeah

Just keep stacking for that surgery

Stack it up

Print that paper money

Print it out Vogue Honey

Print that paper money

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Love is a currency

Stack it high for inflation

We're all masterpieces in the eye of God's creation

Oshe baba, oh

Oshe baba

I be tempted by the devil but I never give into temptation

Oshe baba, oh

Oshe baba, oh

Oshe baba

Ricochet these negative bullets like I'm Neo from the Matrix

Oshe baba

Whoah

What you saying

My valet

Eurostar to Paris

Ahyayia

Je parles Francais

My Halley

Meet me in the alley

Cigarettes and stripes count up the tally

In the chalet

Ahyaya

They shoot our brethren with weapons

To get to heaven

I'll sip the swag then I'll live forever

So clever

This is a thriller

Twenty Nuns smoking bibles in a Spanish villa

Whipping potion like the Pandilla

Sipping on vanilla

Pillage them all like the legions of the sixth Attila

Wash their bodies in the vicar's river

Moving wavy with our crosses like we're God's militia

Print that paper money

Print it out Vogue Honey

Print that paper money

Print it out Vogue Honey

Print that paper money

Print it out Vogue Honey