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



Credits
Writer(s): Britney Manson
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