Lyrics

Catwalk, ah, the catwalk
Catwalk, strut your stuff on the catwalk
Do your thing, show your bling
Make it look good on the catwalk
Make it look good on the catwalk
Strut your stuff on the catwalk
Do your thing, show your bling
Make it look good on the catwalk
Make it look good on the catwalk
On the catwalk
Like the way I feel in my garms
Make it look good, I don't need no charms
They like this attire because this lit look fire
I'm calm but got everybody ringing the alarm
(Ri, ringing the alarm)
Take one step, they'll get a sore neck
Drippin' in heat from my head to my crep
(Drippin' in heat from my head to my crep)
Now she wanna strip me down
See Kay on my boxers, she gets a beat down
Laundry haunting me, she wanna bounce
On a real OG, never see him around
In it for the thrills, she ain't in it for the clowns
She wanna be a king and queen and wear crowns
You can try hide me, you can still find me
Even when I blend in, man, I still stand out
(Still stand out, still stand out)
Strut your stuff on the catwalk
Do your thing, show your bling
Make it look good on the catwalk
Make it look good on the catwalk
Strut your stuff on the catwalk
Do your thing, show your bling
Make it look good on the catwalk
Make it look good on the catwalk
Catwalk, strut your stuff on the catwalk
Do your thing, show your bling
Make it look good on the catwalk
Make it look good on the catwalk
Strut your stuff on the catwalk
Do your thing, show your bling
Make it look good on the catwalk
Make it look good on the catwalk
Make it look good
Catwalk
Make it look good
Catwalk
Make it look good on the catwalk
Written by: Baron Sebastian Feeley, Callum Robert Melville, Kellian Marie Smyth, Luke James Melville
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