Prada You Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
See all this motion it's making her proud
See all this motion it's making her loud
Yelling my name she like "Mali Go Stupid"
Falling in love she like shoutout to Cupid
Exotic whip and it sound like a crowd
She might turn to my persy she badder than her
Bracelets and purses to match with the fur
Not a thing in this world that I didn't deserve
So we keep balling
Look at the score how I shift it
Look at this foreign I drift it
Say you gotta pay me to ticket
Parking your shit you can't get in this district
Wassup with you and your friend
Heard y'all got backstage passes
But y'all don't ride in a benz
Wassup with all the reactions
You niggas be playing pretend
Watch out you see how I'm coming
Bitch stay with me I'm not talking bout London
Moving this weight like it's crack I'm not plumbing
Big stick wimme I'm not one for the running
Benjamin Franklin my pockets alright
Prada myself cause I made it all right
She a baddie I love how she dress
She a baddie she passing the test
We linked a few times for the weekend
I love whenever she speaking
Smoking this gas till we geeking
Shawty my angel she call me a deacon
Told me to challenge her but imma demon
See all this motion it's making her proud
See all this motion it's making her loud
Yelling my name she like "Mali Go Stupid"
Falling in love she like shoutout to Cupid
Exotic whip and it sound like a crowd
She might turn to my persy she badder than her
Bracelets and purses to match with the fur
Not a thing in this world that I didn't deserve
So we keep balling
Look at the score how I shift it
Look at this foreign I drift it
Say you gotta pay me to ticket
Parking your shit you can't get in this district
Wassup with you and your friend
Heard y'all got backstage passes
But y'all don't ride in a benz
Wassup with all the reactions
You niggas be playing pretend
Watch out you see how I'm coming
Bitch stay with me I'm not talking bout London
Moving this weight like it's crack I'm not plumbing
Big stick wimme I'm not one for the running
Benjamin Franklin my pockets alright
Prada myself cause I made it all right