Philipp Plein

Say that you want it But you can't afford it Say that you want it But you can't afford it Say that you want it But you can't afford it Say that you want it It, it, it, it, it, oh Cut me with the knife And it's bleeding Philipp Plein Cut me with the knife And it's bleeding Philipp Plein What you gonna wear tonight? Ah, Mr. Philipp Plein Oh, Mr. Philipp Plein Yeah, Mr. Philipp Plein Say that you want it But you can't afford it A 12K bucks jacket You'll cry on the corner I'm dressed by the bad boy Studs and crystals, good enough He's known by every straight blud He's down, so all the dolls have walked for Him I'm in my bad bitch mood Six inches heels feels so good Don't try to get your shit on me Unless you are Him My dress could never touch the ground He's getting cancelled overnight But at the morning it's alright It's sold out Listen, you're not a cunty boots fashion icon if you hate him You're just, uhm, how to say that You just, hm, you can't afford it Cut me with the knife And it's bleeding Philipp Plein Cut me with the knife And it's bleeding Philipp Plein What you gonna wear tonight? Ah, Mr. Philipp Plein Oh, Mr. Philipp Plein Yeah, Mr. Philipp Plein He's homophobic You're paranoid No straights in fashion So real He's so annoying Hope you enjoyed There's no talent But he got a big di-i-i-i Philipp Plein Ah, Mr. Philipp Plein Oh, Mr. Philipp Plein Yeah, Mr. Philipp Plein Say that you want it But you can't afford it Say that you want it But you can't afford it