dj dax - à la mode lyrics
verse 1 (dax):
…(savage, savage)
bad b-tch from texas like alamo
brought the new fashion, i’m à la mode, you
best not forget it like alamo
shawty’s too boujie when by the boat
dressing’s for flexing like talent shows, got the
best first impressions, so have a go, double
cup with effects and it’s a half a do-o-ose
need not a stylist, i can alone
new billie eilishes with the clothes
new pretty eyelashes that arose
(she got) ‘gelas, she got ‘agas, pobre diabla in her prada, yo lo
hago como nada, yo me tiro, no granada, she just
pulled up with all black on black on black, nier automata
yo’ girl on me, pa’ que para? know it’s dj dax dondada
(only) came with drip ’cause i gotta
blastoise on the boy, got the big drip, off-white
looking off, you can’t tell the difference, come up to my
n-ggas wrong, you can get your wig split, you n-ggas
sipping on tripping on d-ck d-ck, every single
thread i got looking like some lit sh-t, you just get the
dotdot – ellipsis, this ain’t even
drop drop, you don’t know what this is, you illumi
not, à la mode with my b-tches
chorus:
//// i got drip, on and off – all in all ////
i got drip – tell me you see it
got a new pair, i had to re-up, she look like a
doll, i had to ball
i got drip, on and off – all in all
verse 2 (dax):
(these-these) b-tches better know i’m handsome, all white err’
thang, man, i caught a phantom, ki-ki-k!lling this
clothes sh-t, not doing ransoms, finna’ f-ck the fashion
over, these threads from the sanctum (but you look good as h-ll)
fashion over function at the function functions for me
bet your top looks different when i toss it in the morning
closet with the options, coffin drip, memento mori
verse 3 (lax):
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout the money, we tell different stories
walk out in the latest item, so fly, i am soaring
louis v pajamas, i cause drama when i’m snoring
yo’ girl was a fan at first but now she is adoring
now she wanna smash and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout for glory
seen a pic up on my gram, all pink fit, i look like ham
bought chanel to flex and n-ggas started telling me “yes, ma’am”
with the sh-t i’m drippin’ in, you’d think that i was runnin’ scams
with the sh-t i’m drippin’ in, i’m keepin’ guap inside my hands
want a look in my closet, you’d need a tour
i’m too cold, but dress like it’s warm
say that i can’t dress, this ain’t my final form
walk out the house in somethin’ never worn before
chorus:
//// i got drip, on and off – all in all ////
i got drip – tell me you see it
got a new pair, i had to re-up, she look like a
doll, i had to ball
i got drip, on and off – all in all
verse 3 (dax):
chorus
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