She’s Gotta Habit

[Intro]
Oh, what
We back at it, Detox and Ellis
Drop the hook, son

A passion for fashion, what
A passion for fashion, oh
A passion for fashion

She's gotta habit
She's gotta habit, oh

A passion for fashion, oh
A passion for fashion, oh
A passion for fashion

She's gotta habit
I gotta habit
What, what

[Verse 1: Detox]
Mic check, mic check
It's the first thing on my mind, ain't even outta bed yet
Versace sheets, covered in Jo Malone
I need a hit to get me up, with it I never feel alone
Fiorucci and Pucci to settle my nerves
I keep this coochie in Gucci to handle my curves
I got an itch, it's a bitch and it can't be scratched
Joseph, Ford, Kim Jones need another batch of that
Louis V reign supreme like a motherfucker
L.L.Bean you can keep, bitch I got a Prada
Karl, Chanel and Fendi
Ménage à trois, a dream team
McCartney at Barneys, boutta drop some cheddar
Acne, Armani, Bottega Veneta
Been to Betty Ford about a dozen times
But I ain't doing cocaine I'm doing Fashion lines
What? Oh, Oh, you don't know?

[Chorus]
A passion for fashion, what
A passion for fashion, oh
A passion for fashion

She's gotta habit
She's gotta habit, oh

A passion for fashion, oh
A passion for fashion, oh
A passion for fashion

She's gotta habit

[Verse 2: Keisha Henry]
I don't care what it costs
It's a look gon' blow your mind
If it ain't from no showroom
Don't you waste my time

Don't care what the people say
Catch me at the Atelier
Keep on pushin' ain't no limit
What I want, I'm gonna get it

[Verse 3: Detox]
My hood Westwood
Dropping paper out my {?}
Popping layers of goods, I should
Pay my rent but im hooked on betterment
Spending G's on Belli and that Yves Saint Laurent
You know I'm Boujee, It suits me
Ya'll bitches should learn
In that Miucci my Tumi, zippers they burn
Hell yeah, Mugler. Got to wear it first
Bought a fleet of Maybachs just to match every purse, uh
Label Whore gimme more Comme des Garçons
I afford Tom Ford like a student loan
Bills. They gettin' crazy
Debt. That just don't phase me
No doubt, maxed out all my credit cards
Spending my pension, yeah I'm going hard
Been to Betty Ford about a dozen times
But I ain't doing cocaine I'm doing Fashion lines
What? Oh, Oh, you don't know?

[Chorus]