Vogue Lyrics

Strike a pose

I start blowing her back

That bitch addicted to sucking on dick in the trap

Look like she smoking on crack

Xai Vert, he asked me if I'm good to rap

'Cause I keep coughing off the gas

I'm pushing the pedal ahead of the past

In the future ain't no looking back

Ya be losing, I keep me a grip son

With the uzi, she oozing it drip some

Ya be worried bout hoes instead of this dough

You rather stay home and simp son

Timmy turner I wish I could bust on a hoe

Right on her chin call her Crimson

Interstellar, I still get it wet like a boat

In another dimension

Know that I'm good wherever I'm at

I went to DR to PR with wocky

Bring it everywhere around the map

Got the chauffeur waiting in the lobby

Got the chrome on me, no hearts

Got the chrome on me with the glocky

Hit from the back how she push to start

I am a legend, my bitch is robotic

I'm so futuristic

New bitch she do the dishes

Suck me clean like she do to the kitchen

You and your friend look like sisters

Money is always the mission

Only girl I want is Michelle

Side phone used to be Nextel

Styrofoam drank, I'm in Hell

Strike a pose

Strike a pose

I Strike up a pose when I light up the pole

Hope that I don't go

Smoked like all my foes

If I go, pour up a four

Strike a pose

Say cheese bitch, my ice is froze

That guapenese is all I spoke

Too much blue and green, my money old

Come help me shoot the scene (talk to em 3)

Strike a pose

This one goes out to all the sexy ladies

Strike a pose

Report to the dance floor, immediately

I can't lose control

She want it fast and slow

Push the gas baby go don't stop

The way you strut for me and pose is so hot

Call my double barrel, Scottie Pippin, wipe em with the snotty nose

Shawty only want me for my pimpin', she got thottie goals

En vogue, she too hot to handle like Marylin Monroe

In my camera roll without her clothes

She see a phone, she strike a pose

Strike a pose

Strike a pose

And I just floated home on a cloud

Sexy ladies only

What you say again