"Phresh Out the Runway" as written by Terius Nash, Giorgio Tunifort, David Guetta and Robyn Rihanna Fenty....
I see you walk
I hear you boy
I see you walk

Love it, then come and get it
I know that ya fuckin' wid it
Ya see me, ya like it, huh?
Heels Givenchy, huh?
Love it, then play it back
Plus where da fourty at?
I'm fucking ya cheap thrill on top of my fifty mill
He eating-the-cake-killa
He on it, but don't kill her
My jewelers are diamond rollers
My rock, chinchilla
Some more raw fun, I'm rolling like rock stars
I got fifty muthafuckers in my watch with my Benz down

Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
We so fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so Fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off hold up

Venus I'm outta coast, my bitches don't know
Fuck wit' her, my designer drip to the fucking flo'
Be out in that, they like 'em in all them honey stuffs
Monas are rolling loudies, and my bitches so Bvalgari
Bodies of Dulcattis'll do what the fuck you want
I bet you niggas gon' be like bitch dis my fucking song
How could you be so hood, but you so fucking pop?
How could you be so fun, and sound like you selling rocks?
What's in the chain dollars?
What's on my chain dollars?
All of the bank dollars got change for small dollars
Everything plain dollars
I was in the back line, I'm standing in the bank line
You throwin' up the gang signs

Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so Fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
We so fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off hold up

I bet you wanna know what my crew about
You really wanna know how we get down
Walk up in this bitch like we own this ho
Own this ho, like we own this ho
I bet you wanna know what I'm all about
You really wanna know how I get down
Walk up in this bitch like I own the ho
I own the ho

Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off

Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off hold up

Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
We so fresh off the runway, we so fresh off the runway


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

"Phresh Out The Runway" as written by David Guetta Robyn Fenty

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