Supermodel Dracula
(Money! Party!)
I'm supermodel Dracula and these are all my woes
I only wear designer and I never pay for clothes (Money)
But every single picture that they take of me's a waste
Yes I'm dripping in designer but can't serve the camera face
Facing all my demons and I'm gathering my might
I sleep until it's dark outside and party through the night
I'm rich, I'm hot, I'm forever young to boot
And I'd trade it all for just a glimpse of my eternal youth
Is there something on my face I can't tell?
I never seem to do my makeup well
Everybody hates the way I smell
Immortality is such a hell
I walk into the party like fee-fi-fo-fum
My lipstick looks so fucking dumb
My bat form is so fucking snatched
I knew Shakespeare now I eat ass
I'm supermodel Dracula and these are all my woes
I only wear designer and I never pay for clothes (Money)
But every single picture that they take of me's a waste
Yes I'm dripping in designer but can't serve the camera face
Facing all my demons and I'm gathering my might
I sleep until it's dark outside and party through the night
I'm rich, I'm hot, I'm forever young to boot
And I'd trade it all for just a glimpse of my eternal youth
I'm supermodel Dracula and these are all my woes
I only wear designer and I never pay for clothes (Money)
But every single picture that they take of me's a waste
Yes I'm dripping in designer but can't serve the camera face
Facing all my demons and I'm gathering my might
I sleep until it's dark outside and party through the night
I'm rich, I'm hot, I'm forever young to boot
And I'd trade it all for just a glimpse of my eternal youth
Is there something on my face I can't tell?
I never seem to do my makeup well
Everybody hates the way I smell
Immortality is such a hell
I walk into the party like fee-fi-fo-fum
My lipstick looks so fucking dumb
My bat form is so fucking snatched
I knew Shakespeare now I eat ass
I'm supermodel Dracula and these are all my woes
I only wear designer and I never pay for clothes (Money)
But every single picture that they take of me's a waste
Yes I'm dripping in designer but can't serve the camera face
Facing all my demons and I'm gathering my might
I sleep until it's dark outside and party through the night
I'm rich, I'm hot, I'm forever young to boot
And I'd trade it all for just a glimpse of my eternal youth
Credits
Writer(s): Fabien Laurent
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