RUNWAY Lyrics

No matter what
No matter what
You got to strut

Walk, I'm feeling fab, I'm feeling free
I feel exceptionally me
Hate all you want, but I'm dangerous
You gon' burn your tongue on this tea
Might show up late, might be on time
Just wait, I'm coming (Kiki)
This paparazzi routine
Bitch, I came to be seen

Yes, serve a little sass
Yes, with a little side of ass
Yes, got the front row screaming, "Okay (okay), okay (okay)"
Yes, do a little twirl
Yes, let 'em know I'm that girl

Yes, Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn around)
Bitch, Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn around)
Bitch, Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway

I can turn a dance floor into a runway
Tell 'em make room, my body's a entrée
I could turn a mad ho into a fan
Cameras flashing, lights on, fuck it up
Click, click, click, click everywhere I go (rrr)
Get it, can't get me, face card froze
Never gon' see me waiting at the door, no
Get out the way, ho

Yes, serve a little sass
Yes, with a little side of ass
Yes, got the front row screaming, "Okay (okay), okay (okay)"
Yes, do a little twirl
Yes, let 'em know I'm that girl

Yes, Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn around)
Bitch, Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn it up, bitch)
Bitch, Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway

(Turn it up, turn around)
Bitch, Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway
(Turn it up, turn around)
I can turn a dance floor into a runway

Pose
I ain't scared of no cameras
Born for the runway
Sashay, Doech-ay
Pose
I ain't scared of no cameras
Born for the runway
Sashay, Gag-ay

You were born for the runway
You were born for the runway-way-way-way
You were born for the runway
You were born for the runway, born, born, way
You were born, born, born, born
You were born for the runway
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dance floor into a runway