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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.


Hunters know where their deer lurk,

Tuesday, May 13, 2008 ( 11:05 PM )



Yes, I am manipulative to some point, but you don't know me. So the world loves bitches, so he stuck with me for that? There actually is a book called Men Love Bitches. And I read it. And it's really very true. What's wrong with being a bitch? Better than being a slut.

You're the first person I've heard of who've given up completely on redeeming yourself, in terms of karma or whatever is the Christian reflection of karma.
If you yourself can safely say that you're just waiting and watching just to laugh at others,
then you're right, you're evil.

If there's anything I learnt in my 18 years, it's that one should never watch and wait for the demise or pain of another. I'm not an angel myself, but I want nothing to do with you.

I just want you to tell me this - have you ever met me before, in school or otherwise? I'm sure you'd recognize me, somehow, but I won't know who or how you look like.

That's all I need to know, and that's all there is. Don't know if you'll even say if you have, you might have not even seen me.




YO!
CATCH ISSUE 19, IN PROGRESS! :)