‘pasarella 👠’ by Emilia and Six Sex is an empowering, fashion-forward anthem that celebrates confidence, sensuality, and unapologetic style. Its main theme? Walking through life like it’s a runway.
The title ‘pasarella’ (a playful twist on pasarela, the Spanish word for “runway”) sets the tone from the start. They present themselves as fashion icons, moving through the world as if it were their personal catwalk. Both artists highlight how they use luxury fashion, heels, and glam not just as accessories—but as tools for self-expression and control. Brands ‘fight over’ Emilia, and she name-drops labels like Versace, Blumarine, and Westwood, casting herself as a modern-day muse.
The lyrics celebrate full ownership of one’s body, sexuality, and presence. Lines like “big ass, exotic pussy” and “femme fatale” from Six Sex are deliberately provocative—reclaiming sensuality as a source of power. They’re not just wearing fashion—they’re defining it. Emilia even boasts that basic looks appear high-end on her, emphasizing that real style comes from confidence, not just designer tags.
The recurring line “Diablo que viste a la moda” (“devil dressed in fashion”) captures the bold spirit of the song—commanding attention, stirring desire, and shining without apology. Sonically, the track blends urban pop with high-fashion swagger, echoing the energy of runway shows and luxury culture. It’s playful, seductive, and sharply self-aware—a celebration of both glamour and empowerment.
In the end, ‘pasarella 👠’ is about being the center of attention—and owning it. Emilia and Six Sex turn the streets into a runway and their presence into a statement: they don’t follow trends—they set them.
‘pasarella 👠‘ English Lyrics
[Intro]
In my museum heels, in my museum heels
[Verse 1]
In my museum-worthy heels, I stroll through Milan Wearing European brands I can’t even pronounce I get glammed up (I get glammed up), four hands in my hair We walk like we’re on a runway, all my besties are models
[Pre-Chorus]
Brands fight over me, they all want to dress me custom ‘Cause I’m a sex machine, my closet is Fifth Avenue I’m a star living in my dressing room Wherever I step, it’s my runway — I’m Emilia Hadid, bitch
[Chorus]
Devil dressed in fashion The one stealing all the flashes She provokes addiction Wherever she goes, people say, “Devil!” (Haha)
[Verse 2]
Espresso martini, Fashion Week in Milan (Sike!) This expensive outfit? Bought it with Facecard (Card) One flash, I pose — the street is my runway Magazine body, a national export Oh wow, I’m out in heels but just in underwear You’ve never seen a femme fatale like this IT girl, sexual fantasy Damn girl, big ass, exotic pussy
[Chorus]
Devil dressed in fashion The one stealing all the flashes She provokes addiction Wherever she goes, people say, “Devil!” (Haha)
[Verse 3]
Wearing Versace — now Donatella herself dresses me (Donatella) Today I asked her for a dress with barely any fabric Whatever I wear, it only looks good on me Blumarine and Westwood — I carry three crosses Sporty but stylish, from the plane to the hotel They haven’t made an accessory that doesn’t suit me When my mood changes, so does my style I’m the one who made basic look refined
[Chorus]
Devil dressed in fashion The one stealing all the flashes She provokes addiction Wherever she goes, people say, “Devil!” (Haha) Devil dressed in fashion The one stealing all the flashes She provokes addiction Wherever she goes, people say, “Devil!”
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