Vogue lyrics

by

Alabama Barker


[Intro]
(Uh, uh, uh
'Bama
Uh, uh, 'Bama, 'Bama, 'Bama
ATL Jacob, he a f*ckin' millionaire
Uh)

[Chorus]
Pretty b*tch, I'm in that mode (Mode)
Look like I'm fresh outta Vogue (Vogue)
I never do what I'm told (Told)
Back of the truck, it's just me and my hoes
How b*tches mad 'cause I'm chose? (Chose)
Really, tell me, how? (How?)
To tell the truth, I don't know (Know)
But I know I ain't goin' broke (Broke, broke, broke)

[Verse 1]
These little b*tches talkin' loud better be quiet (Shh)
If you say somethin', better stand on it, f*ck a peace sign (Peace)
Rеally ballin', yeah, we on the court, wе ain't court-side
Too up, I be hatin' on myself sometimes

[Pre-Chorus]
You finally got you a Patek Philippe
Little bitty sh*t, I do that in my sleep
Close down the store just to buy me a tee
Blew thirty racks and I didn't even blink
Crib in LA, ATL on the beat
She's tryna diss me, I ain't even peep
b*tch from the west, but got hoes on the east
Told 'em to stunt, he electric for me
[Chorus]
Pretty b*tch, I'm in that mode (Mode)
Look like I'm fresh outta Vogue (Vogue)
I never do what I'm told (Told)
Back of the truck, it's just me and my hoes
How b*tches mad 'cause I'm chose? (Chose)
Really, tell me, how? (How?)
To tell the truth, I don't know (Know)
But I know I ain't goin' broke
Pretty b*tch, I'm in that mode (Mode)
Look like I'm fresh outta Vogue (A Vogue)
I never do what I'm told (I'm told)
Back of the truck, it's just me and my hoes
How b*tches mad 'cause I'm chose? (I'm chose)
Really, tell me, how? (How?)
To tell the truth, I don't know (Know)
But I know I ain't goin' broke

[Bridge]
Uh-oh, got your man in a chokehold
Oh, if you let him out your sight, he ain't comin' home
Uh-oh, if you a bad b*tch, this your song
Bend it over, shake that ass, break your back, ho

[Verse 2]
f*ck with a Bobby, in love with my body
I f*ck 'round and find me a candidate
Think you poppin', you hoes need to stop it
Baby, you just a lil' trend today
If she my twin, you know she a ten
Or catch me outside with a six or a eight
Face card valid, expensive palace, spent ten racks on a dinner date
(A date)
[Chorus]
Pretty b*tch, I'm in that mode (That mode)
Look like I'm fresh outta Vogue (A Vogue)
I never do what I'm told (I'm told)
Back of the truck, it's just me and my hoes
How b*tches mad 'cause I'm chose? (Uh-huh)
Really, tell me, how? (Uh)
To tell the truth, I don't know (Know)
But I know I ain't goin' broke
Pretty b*tch, I'm in that mode (Uh-huh)
Look like I'm fresh outta Vogue (A Vogue)
I never do what I'm told (Told)
Back of the truck, it's just me and my hoes
How b*tches mad 'cause I'm chose? (Chose)
Really, tell me, how? (How?)
To tell the truth, I don't know (Know)
But I know I ain't goin' broke

[Outro]
(Broke)
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