pasarella 👠 (part. Six Sex)

(Whoa)
(With my heels on—, with my heels on—)

With my museum heels, I strut through Milan
Wearing European brands I can't even pronounce
I’m looking good (I’m looking good)
Four hands in my hair
We walk like we’re on a runway
All my besties are models

The brands fight over me
Everyone wants to dress me up
'Cause I'm a sex machine
My closet's Fifth Avenue

I'm a star
Living in my dressing room
Wherever I step, it’s my runway
I’m Emilia Hadid
Bitch

Devil dressed in fashion
The one who steals the spotlight
She’ll give you an addiction
Wherever she goes, they call her Devil (ha-ha-ha)

Espresso martini, Fashion Week in Milan (Just kidding!)
I bought this expensive outfit on my face card (card)
One flash, I pose, the street is my runway
Magazine-worthy, national export

(Oh-oh) oh-whoa, I’m in heels, but in my underwear
You’ve never seen a femme fatale
IT girl, sexual fantasy
Damn girl, big ass, exotic pussy

Devil dressed in fashion
The one who steals the spotlight
She’ll give you an addiction
Wherever she goes, they call her Devil

Wearing Versace, now you’ve got me in Donatella (Donatella)
Today, I asked her to make me a dress with little fabric
Whatever I wear, it only looks good on me
Blu-Blumarine and Westwood, I carry three crosses

Sporty but stylish, from the plane to the hotel
They haven’t made an accessory that doesn’t look good on me
When I change my mood, I also change my style
The one who made basic look fine

Devil dressed in fashion
The one who steals the spotlight
She’ll give you an addiction
Wherever she goes, they call her

Devil dressed in fashion
The one who steals the spotlight
She’ll give you an addiction
Wherever she goes, they call her Devil