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Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it’s all I’m thinking of
Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it’s all I’m thinking of

I already know what my addiction is
I be looking for labels, I ain’t looking for love
I shop for purses while I walk out the door
Don’t cry, buy a bag and then get over it
And, I’m not concerned with all the politics
It’s a lot of men I know I could find another one.

What I know is that I’m always happy
When I walk out the store, store
I’m guessing Supercalifragi-sexy,
Nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him,
Tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

Love’s like a runway but which one do I love more
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love’s like a runway, so what’s all the fussing for
Let’s stop chasing them boys and shop some more

I know I might come off as negative
I be looking for labels,
I ain’t looking for love
Relationships are often so hard to tame
A Prada dress has never broken my heart before

And, ballin’s something that I’m fed up with
I’mma do the damn thing, watch me do the damn thing
Cause I know that my credit card
Will help me put out the flames
I’m guessing Supercalifragi-sexy,
Nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him,
Tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

Gucci, Fendi, Prada purses,
Purchasing them finer things
Men they come a dime a dozen,
Just give me them diamond rings
I’m into a lot of bling,
Cadallic, Chanel and Coach
Fellas boast but they can’t really
Handle my female approach
Buying things is hard to say
Rocking Christian Audigier, Manolo,
Polo, taking photos in my Cartier
So we can’t go all the way,
I know you might hate it but
I’mma shop for labels while them ladies lay and wait for love



Labels or Love, Fergie





the greatest thing you'll ever learn,
is to love and be loved.


when the night is not young and you can't get any sleep

Tuesday, June 27, 2006 ( 1:20 AM )



when you can't sleep, you blog.

i can't sleep. arghies.
today was the first day of school, and zzz was it like every other boring school day.. except i had to be timer for viju's standuppers and i couldnt fall asleep during her lesson (not that i always do, just that last night being an unfruitful night to catch winks and all)

made laura squirm today. :) yes, i do find it nice. (:

and martin, sorry for waking u up last night...feel so bad haha now i am indebted; you can wake me up with a phone call any time u can't sleep or feel bored. hahas. and i will try not to ignore my handphone or shut it. :) wahaha. i promise. hahas wanna go out on friday, btw? i can't stand it - i need to breathe some fresh air. once these round of ballistic icas are over.

didnt really understand ha's lesson agn today either.. felt that the exercises were weird. it tried to make us think creatively, but... err... you get what i mean...

haha and i chose to think creatively about a security camera. :) hahaha

and then while doing the Import Motors exercise Habez had to turn ard and tempt me with his imaginary lesbian porn. which, btw, eeww. im straight and i can't even stand gay porn a la brokeback so how many stars do you figure i'd rate les porn? sheesh.

;) hahahahaaahahahahhahahahaahaha

and that les thingy sparked off a perverse conv between me and dear laura tan may yi, where we argued that she was dense/innocent & demure (yes, it's ok, you may go get your puke buckets now)
haha and while i still insist she is dense, ie when the whole class gets a dirty joke and she doesnt, she is innocent/demure in the sense that she doesnt want to hear the stuff i wanna tell her.

NOTE TO LAURA'S FUTURE BF/FIANCE/HUSBAND/SPOUSE/SECRET ADMIRER (or current hehe):
laura is trying to be innocent for you. savour that.


wahahahahaa :)

ok i'm going nuts.

*lack of sleep*

oh. and laura, u meanie. take shaf as ur 10th gf and discard me. hmpfft. doodoo la u.
wahahhhaahaha :)