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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're gonna 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 eye ass. Yes.

Got the front row screaming, "Okay, okay. " Yes.

Do a little swirl. Yes. Let 'em know I'm that girl.

Yes. Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway.

Turn it up, turn it up.

Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway.

Turn it up, turn it up.

Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway.

I could turn a dance floor into a runway. Tell 'em make room, my body's the entrée.

I could turn a mad ho into a fan. Cameras flashing, lights on, fuck it up.

Click, click, click, click everywhere I go. Getty can't get me, face card froze.

Never gonna see me waiting at a door, no. Get out the way, hoe. Yes. Serve a little sass. Yes.

With a little side eye ass. Yes. Got the front row screaming, "Okay, okay. " Yes.

Do a little twirl. Yes. Let 'em know I'm that girl. Yes.

Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway. Turn it up, turn it up.

Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway.

Turn it up, turn it up.

Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway.

Turn it up, turn it up.

Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway.

Turn it up, turn it up.

I could turn a dance floor into a runway. Pose.

I ain't scared of no cameras.

Born for the runway. Sashay, Dolce.

Pose.

I ain't scared of no cameras.

Born for the runway.

Sashay. You were born for the runway.

You were born for the runway.

You were born for the runway. You were born for the runway. Born, born.

Born, born, born, born. You were born for the runway.

Monday through Sunday, I could turn a dance floor into a runway.