24kGoldn - Prada (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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24kGoldn - Prada (en) Lyrics
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(Perfect)
Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on
my shirt, that's on my collar
I hit it once, ain't hit her
back 'cause I'm a baller
I told that bitch to do a trick
and she said "Ta-da"
Get a lot of guala, spent it all on
Prada (Woo), that's on my
shoes, that's on my shirt,
that's on my collar
Get a lot of guala, spent
it all on (Yeah, yeah)
'Signer (Yeah), shorty said she really
like designer (Designer)
Bought that bitch a body, I
designed her (Yeah, yeah)
Ridin' Kawasaki, better slide
up (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Bro just got his re-up, better
cop up (Cop up)
If I'm in the city, you should
know (You should know)
I'm in that four-door, me and
three hoes (Three hoes)
Ayy, if I'm wit' your bitch, then you
should know (You should know)
She fuck with us, now she ain't
comin' home (Home)
My new bitch see me everyday (My
new bitch see me everyday)
Tinted windows on the whip, 'u can't
see me anyway (Yeah, oh-oh)
Make a lot of wishes, need
a genie any day
And she ain't really want you,
all she really want is
I told that bitch to do a trick
and she said, "Ta-da"
Flashy clothes, you know
a nigga gettin' hoes
And plenty dough, won't let
the game change me
Going gold, and then I
had to go some more
These niggas hoes, but they don't
really faze me (Yeah)
'Cause I was eighteen, broke as a fiend,
did what I had to do (Ooh)
Nineteen, stuck in a dream,
actin' irrational (Ooh)
Twenty thousand on me, we
call that casual (Ooh)
All before the age of
twenty-one though
And still ain't chasin' hoes 'cause
they ain't give a fuck
Way back 'fore I was up, oh no
And I ain't savin' hoes 'cause
they be tryna front
But I know what you want,
she want some
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