Heat ft. Desmine Robinson Lyrics

"Fashion ain't just clothes, it's the energy. It's an armor and it's wings. It's the freedom and it's rest! Fem, masc, both or neither -- I am all of it all!

They wanna know

Who he be

Bon appetit

They know that the boy eats

Cool and chic

Apply the pressure, feel the heat,

No hesitation, just take the beat.

He's always gone feast,

They wanna know who he be

Serve a look when I hit the scene

Eat em up

I aint done enough

Slay so tough

When I strut my stuff

Lux and plush

Better step it up

I'm on the scene

They can't get enough

They want to know who he be

Apply the pressure damn he chic

Applied the pressure so unique

Feel the pressure, damn, he's heat

They wanna know who he be

Serving fashion, with fervent passion, Stepping out, never out of fashion.

Always feasting, never fasting

What im wearing they always asking

So you got Couture

But you still such a bore

What's the point in wearing it for

If i had to score you get about a four

I came through and did my little spin

Now give me my tens

I don't follow no trends

I'm rocking out in this leopard-skin

Bodysuit

Who claimed you ate cause I bodied you

Stay on their necks in these Jimmy Choos

Mix it up with that Urban Fashion

Mix and matching

Leave em gaging

They wanna know

Who he be

Bon appetit

They know that tha boy eats

Cool and chic

Apply the pressure, feel the heat,

No hesitation, just take the beat.

He's always gone feast,

They wanna know who he be

Serve a look when I hit the scene

Eat them up

I aint done enough

Slay so tough

When I strut my stuff

Lux and plush

Better step it up

I'm on the scene

They can't get enough

They want to know who he be

Apply the pressure damn he chic

Applied the pressure so unique

Feel the pressure, damn, he's heat

They wanna know who he be

So fresh so clean

Took it 90s

Rocking this bling

Baggy the jeans

eyes on me

Looking lavishing in expensive fabrics

Not the Average

fur coats got me feeling ravish

Came out and let em have it

Energy try to match it

Style on bold, and I'm feeling savage,

Classy, bougie, ratchet,

I shine, pure magic

All my fits are statement

Don't hate you just tasteless

Fashion on lock, every look I refine

Every cut to design

Push your tracky looks to the side

Like my pops

I stay dressed to the nines

They wanna know

Who he be

Bon appetit

They know that the boy eats

Cool and chic

Apply the pressure, feel the heat,

No hesitation, just take the beat.

He's always gone feast,

They wanna know who he be

Service a look when I hit the scene

Eat them up

I aint done enough

Slay so tough

When I strut my stuff

Lux and plush

Better step it up

I'm on the scene

They can't get enough

They want to know who he be

Apply the pressure damn he chic

Applied the pressure so unique

Feel the pressure, damn, he's heat

They wanna know who he be,